Seeking Solitude (Kurt)

[Alanna Darlington]

Some days were better than others. 

Today was one of the others. She wasn't sure why, but the halls seemed extra crowded and so by the end of her first class she had already developed quite the headache. Most her classes she was lucky to even remember what the topic of the day was, let alone any details she was supposed to actually learn. She could barely hold a coherent thought of her own with so many random thoughts going through her mind. Most kids in class could barely concentrate with just their own thoughts - how was she supposed to be able to focus at all when she had all of their thoughts bouncing around her head. 

It was torture was what it was. 

So it was that as soon as afternoon came and she was free at last from her obligations, she went outside. She had her camera bag with her - as she usually always did - but she doubted she would use it. All she really wanted was to find someplace far enough from everyone else to relax for at least a moment. Just long enough to clear her head and restore her inner barriers. Ever her dorm room wasn't secluded enough right now.

Her walking had led her to the pond which was blissfully vacated. It was beginning to get chillier now, so it was truly little surprise that not many people were outside. Something she was grateful for in fact. 

Alanna took a seat by the water's edge, staring at the koi fish in its depths and finally feeling the stress of the day melting away. She closed her eyes and was delighted that for the moment she heard nothing. 

[Kurt Anderson]

Kurt had been through enough class for one day. Although the halls weren't too crowded and the lessons were pretty easy for him.

He felt like he should have a bit of rest. He didn't enjoy the cold too much, but chose to take advantage of the chill and change to his beast form.

He began down the path to the pond, a place he finds peaceful. He continued down the path until he found the pond. He sat down near the pond, examined the fish, and then turned his attention to the girl with her eyes closed. He didn't try and snap her out of it, but instead curled up along the edge of the pond and waited to see what would happen.

[Alanna Darlington]

The meditation was doing wonders when suddenly Alanna began to pick something up. Her barriers were mostly in tact by this point so it was more of a vague notion than a specific thoguht - just a general sense of waiting and curiosity. Someone else must have decided to brave the chill.

Alanna slowly opened her eyes and found herself biting her lip at what she saw. Had she not known that someone else had joined her in the vicinity, she likely would have been much more startled. As it was, it was only the appearance of the person that surprised her. The first thing she noticed was the fangs... and the snout. Then she began to take in the entire image of the beast-man. She knew there were shapeshifters at the school, but she had never seen anything like this before and truly didn't know what to think. So she did the only thing she could think of.

"...hi?"

[Kurt Anderson]

Kurt tipped his head in a nodding fashion and then lowered it back into his clawed hands. He yawned for a moment and then rustled around for a moment. His tail was wagging in the icy ground, kicking up a bit of dust along with it. He picked at the dirt for a few moments and really didn't really seem to mind Alanna too much. He didn't know why, but he felt like he shouldn't really try and talk to her for a moment. He had a bit of a fanged smile as he turned back to Alanna, but then put his face in between his clawed hands again. He didn't feel like talking at the moment, nor did he feel like getting up for a moment. His tail continued to wag and flop around on the dirt, staining his once grey fur with splotches of brown and black along the tip of his tail. He felt natural like this, beast or not. He enjoyed being like this at times. He didn't seem to be to instinctive like most other wolves, but still seemed to have a bit of beast in him. He scratched himself with his massive hind legs and then began to gnaw at his shoulder with his massive fangs. He continued to gnaw until a very small dab of blood began to drip from his shoulder. He stopped gnawing and then put his head back down into his clawed hands, trying to rest.