Thread: The Fox and the Hound (Agnores x Candira)

Darrick had all ready taken his seat in the class when he suddenly felt like he was in danger. He cast his eyes up and around the room, stopping and staring when the girl with a grey sweater and jeans entered the room. Darrick immediately knew what she was, as one does not live 300 hundred years without learning how to recognize their enemies the girl was a werewolf. She didn't match any description of the female werewolves that Mama Bear had given him, though, and that worried Darrick more. Darrick had chosen this small college town in the middle of Arkansas because it was supposed to have a very low and very controlled supernatural population. In fact, since moving here, Darrick had only met one werewolf, an older woman beloved by the town who was affectionately called Mama Bear. She had been a sad old lady when Darrick had met her, but she had been the first werewolf in his long three centuries to ever offer him asylum. Mama Bear had been kind enough to describe the only pack of werewolves who live in this area so that Darrick would know who to avoid. This girl that had set off his kitsune senses did not fit the description of the dark-skinned kick-boxer nor was she followed by a twin. These were the only other female werewolves Darrick had been told about, and that meant either this girl was extremely new or somehow had escape notice of the pack. He watched the girl as she moved about the room, hoping beyond hope she did not take notice of him. He wasn't sure why he was so worried, as there were no easy signs that he was a kitsune, and he had worn an entirely different human form when he got chased out of his last home. A pang of sadness shot through him at the thought of his old home he had lived with an elderly couple who had never been able to have children. They had agreed to allow Darrick to stay with them if Darrick would play the part of the child they never had. He had 'grown up' as any normal child would have, making it to high school age before a couple of werewolves found him and threatened the life of his family. The couple had cried a lot when Darrick told them he would be leaving, but he couldn't have risked the lives of people who had been so good to him. So, Darrick left, changed his human form, and had thought he found a sleepy little town with little to no supernatural activity. The act of going to college had been secondary and simply done to pass the time. But now there was a werewolf in the same room as him that he had not been warned about. A werewolf that would likely kill him the moment she found out what he was. Darrick adjusted his weight in the seat, pulling off his thin black jacket and trying to act like he wasn't worried as all hell. He wore jeans and a sleeveless green shirt. The human form he had chosen had dark skin and was muscled, something that was far easier for kitsune to pull off than any human. The teacher began the class shortly after, but that provided little in the way of distraction. In fact, it made things much, much worse. The teacher had revealed the big assignment for the semester, a research paper over any topic they wanted relating to the civil war. For Darrick, who had lived through the American civil war, this would have been an easy assignment if it weren't for the very next thing the teacher said. There will be a presentation of your research to the class. As such, I have decided to pair you guys up. The teacher began to go through a list of names, pairing them up with people. Darrick, the teacher said, meeting Darrick's eye. You are to work with Rachel. Darrick got a very odd feeling in the pit of his stomach then, the feeling that told you your worst nightmare was about to come true while you maintained hope that it wasn't. He cast his eyes about the room, trying to spot the person reacting to the news of being paired with him. He felt despair when he found that person. It seemed the fox and the hound would be doing a research paper together. Darrick audibly groaned, his head falling forward with a thud on the desk. Part of him hoped that if he stayed like this, the werewolf would stay over there and not come talk to him. IF he was lucky, this Rachel girl was the kind of person to let someone else do all the work. Darrick would be happy to do this assignment by himself if it meant he didn't have to deal with a werewolf. But the other part of him knew his reaction was incredibly rude, and that werewolves in general weren't the kind of people to take rudeness in stride. Why couldn't Darrick be outside, with the elementals and the harmony?