On the night of the full moon...

[get_off_my_lawn]

Who: Taryn Shadow-Walker and Arthur Pendragon
What: "Border Dispute"
When: 6/5
Where: Northernmost border of Lerrian and Cerirwen
Warnings: none


Taryn waited at the border and leaned against the boulder that just happened to be resting on the border between Britain and the land of Luna's Call. It was possibly the most absurd reason to need leaders to handle directly, but it was the excuse Taryn and Arthur needed.

Tail waving lazily behind her, Taryn's ears perked up as she caught a familiar scent on the wind. Arthur would be there soon.

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[get_off_my_lawn]

A couple seconds later, Taryn padded back over to Arthur, tail wagging a bit, and lowered her head to give him a nuzzle. She does put a paw on his chest as if claiming victory.

[fater]

"Okay, I get it." Admitting defeat, Arthur allowed himself to rise his hands and not only pat the wolf, but carefully feel the fur on her face and neck.

"Really nice fur."

[get_off_my_lawn]

The wolf gives a happy chuff, enjoying the feel of his hands on her fur. Taryn really liked it.

She... she really needed to tell him.

Back off him, Taryn shifted back to her wolf-woman form. "I have something to tell you, Arthur. It's... I'm trusting you with the knowledge... But, I'm not a beastman. Not like I present myself as. I'm Garou. A werewolf."