Clover

Different style of character convo today! :)

She sat there nervously, tail twitching. Next to her, a pale gray wolf glanced over with those sharp green eyes of his. He gave her half of an encouraging smile.

"It's okay," he said, "I'm right here."

"That's not my..." Clover began. Just then a boy walked in. Instead of regular ears, he had wolf ears, which were drawn back cautiously. His silvery eyes caught sight of her, and gave off a faint recognition of happiness.

Inora roared.

Clover winced as he leapt at Akov, rolling in the dust and spitting.

"...concern..." She finished.

Icewolf walked in, rolling her eyes. "Come on, Inora. Be civil."

Inora growled and shoved Akov's shoulders into the ground. The werewolf hybrid bared his fangs, writhing.

"You know what he did yesterday," Inora snarled.

"Yes, and I know it was harmless, you over-protective buffoon," Icewolf retorted.

Laughter danced across the clearing, and a boy with snow white hair waltzed in, holding a rose. He grinned lopsidedly at Inora and Akov.

"Buffoon," he sang. Inora jumped off of Akov and sulkily licked his pelt.

"I'm not a buffoon," he muttered angrily.

"Oh, I wan't referring to you," Tamiki said, eyes growing wide in mock-shock, "rather I was talking about Kovvie here. I heard love will make you do stupid things."

Akov groaned. "It was a HUG."

Tamiki winked. "A not-so-innocent hug."

Clover shook her head. She had known it wasn't something overly special, although Inora had taken it completely the wrong way. The shadow of the memory flickered in her mind, the one of Akov hugging her in welcome. She sighed, and stood to face her brother.

"Nora, you really need to calm down. You know what happens when you get to off-balance," she said softly. A snicker interrupted the moment. She glared at Tamiki, and he waved the rose apologetically, using his other paw to hold his giggling mouth shut.

"Sorry, sorry. I just love his new nickname," he explained.

Clover was confused. "I used to call him that all the time."

"And he let you get away with it?" Icewolf whistled. "You lucky pup."

Inora glared at her, but didn't say anything.

Icewolf grinned. "Well, this is getting lengthy, at least for me writing it. Maybe we should leave it here."

Tamiki gasped. He smoothly transformed into a wolf. Grasping the rose in his mouth, he padded over to Inora and circled him. The cynical werewolf snorted.

"Drama-queen," Inora murmured. Tamiki only grinned.

"Must we leave, Icewolf? I'm have SO much fun," he pleaded, continuing to pad around Inora.

"At least you are." Akov brushed himself twice and sat up. He didn't even glance at Clover.

Icewolf sighed. "Yes, my writing is getting really dry now."

Tamiki: So why not switch back?
Akov: *blinks* That was an awkward transition.
Clover: ....
Inora: *getting up and walking away*
Icewolf: Yeah, no. This isn't working. For the bloggers that missed what happened: check out the last post and it'll explain.

*click*