>Time will only Tell<

[¿EmoHowl?]

Maktiwa looked at her, "I'm not worth protecting. I wouldn't ask anyone to do that..." he muttered. He sat down,"I only have one hundred percent to give...." he smiled a little before letting it fade. He looked at her for a brief instant before turning his attention to the moon.

It somehow seemed she enjoyed talking to him, whether or not, this was the case, he wasn't used to enthusiasm. In fact, he wasn't used to others at all, it was like a whole new world. Whether or not he enjoyed it, he didn't know. He had a feeling that everything would come crashing down around him one day.... [/font]

[Kari]

Kari shook her head. "You seem very much worth protecting, Mak." she grinned. "Well, then, welcome to the pack. " Really, she didn't know how he got such low self esteem, but it was now her mission to stop it. "Eh, think of it this way. If the world ends right now, would you be happy with the life you've lived? And would you be happy with this moment?"

She laid down, staring at the moon. It was beautiful. she had always thought so, even when she was really little.

[¿EmoHowl?]

Maktiwa laughed,"I'd be happy life was over....and this moment? Idk.....First human contact in a while, I guess. " he said shrugging. He looked down at the ground, he didn't feel at all worth protecting. But if she felt that way, he couldn't make her do or feel otherwise.

He looked at her,"Thanks by the way..." he said with a sincere smile. He looked away again, focusing on something out and in the darkness. He really wished, he wouldn't have an impact on anyone's life. [/font]

[Kari]

Kari rolled her eyes. "You totally twisted that." she said playfully. "And, silly Mak,I'm not human!" she patted his head, giggling. "You're awesometasticallyterrific." she informed him. "So, I wish to go RUNNING WITH THOU! Wanna join me? Otherwise I'm only getting one part of that accomplished.

She smiled at him. "No problem. You seroisuly are to hard on yourself, anyways."

[¿EmoHowl?]

Maktiwa smirked,"You know what I mean...." he said with a small laugh. He tensed up as she patted his head,"I'm ok I guess...." he muttered. "Running?.....Shifted or Unshifted?" he feared the shifted. It was too hard to control, he desperately started thinking of excuses.

Her next words caught him off guard. "Honestly, I don't think I'm hard enough on myself..." he grunted, the flash in his eyes showing mental pain. He looked back at the moon, it always seemed to calm him. He had such a lowly look on himself, and over time it had sealed up all his confidence. [/font]

[Kari]

Kari wanted to hug him, but seriously got the vibe he was not a hugging type. "Er, whichever way you prefer. And you are totally more than Ok." She smiled and hopped up, holding a hand out for him. " She shook her head. "As I said... WAYY to hard on yourself." she tilted her ehad. "What do you think you ever did that's so horrible?"

[¿EmoHowl?]

Maktiwa rolled his eyes,"I'm a Werewolf, that can't be controlled, that's not really OK!" he said again in a monotone tone of voice. He took her hand standing up, he stepped forward. "Kill....Kill an innocent person, that was merely trying to protect what they love..." he looked away.

"You'll just have to find out the hard way..." he muttered shaking his head almost sadly. He didn't want to hurt her, or anyone else. "But you won't....I'm not going to hurt you....or anyone else, but definitely not you." he let go of her hand as if he didn't trust himself. [/font]

[Kari]

Kari sighed. Really, what did it take for him to figure out Werewolves were not automatically evil? She stepped forward, wrapping her arms around him even though he probably hadn't been hugged in years, if ever. "Oh Mak... I don't blame you for that. It's not anyone fault what they are when they're alone and the wolf takes over. In fact, you really are the nicest wolf I've met in a while. Especially a wolf without a pack." She tilted her head, unable to stop from feeling all warm and fuzzy when he said especially not her... Then she realized how messed up that was. "Mak, I know you won't hurt me. I have a question for you, though- you seem to think being a werewolf makes a person automatically doomed or cursed or evil. What do you think of me?"

[¿EmoHowl?]

Maktiwa tensed up as she hugged him. He tilted his head to the right,"Yes, but you have a good sense of control......I don't. I'm a male." he muttered. He raised an eyebrow,"Nice?.....And remotely detached, permanently." he said, in a almost relaxed tone of voice. He suddenly got a wave of what she was feeling, he set his hands on her shoulders almost pulling back, but he didn't.

"Did I ever tell you I had the power of Empath?" he smiled, for once, his eyes showing he was only focused on her. He was actually there, without worry for once. "Automatically cursed or evil, why yes, in some ways I think Werewolves are looked down upon. But who am I to judge religion? And of you..." he took his arms off her shoulders, and he thought. "You seem to enjoy talking to me, and obviously care for others than just yourself......I suppose you are an exception of 'evil' or 'cursed'. But I'm not. " he added the end smoothly.

He knew she was apparently a very emotional, physical person. Someone that liked hugs, or being loved. He sensed it, and ignored it. He feared liking her, he drew back. "Don't Kari....I beg you. Whether I'm cursed or not, I'll never tell....You don't know if I'd hurt you or not...you can't ever be sure." his face went back to it's distance. Again he wandered off mentally, he looked back at the moon. [/font]

[Kari]

Kari sighed. "I've met plenty of wolves, male and female. Sometimes the guys are the greatest wolves you'll ever meet, and very caring." she looked pointedly at him. "Sometimes the girls and psychopathic serial killers who love others pain. Hasn't really made much of a difference before. And sometimes, being detached is healthier."

Her eyes widened. "Now, that's awkward..." she muttered. "And just what do you think about being a werewolf makes a person... bad? Every single being, no matter what the species is, has the urge to kill. In a werewolf, it's just a little bit stronger. And even if you were right- you are a very large exception.

Kari sighed. She assumed he knew she actually believed what she said, from his empathy. And she did. But he didn't seem to understand. "Mak. I know you well enough after only one conversation to know you will not hurt me if you have any say in the matter. I'm sure that you don't want to hurt me. I'm pretty sure you don't dislike me. Though, I'd understand if you did." she bit her lip. "Really. You're one of the most self-conscious people of any species I've met. And I don't know why,:

[¿EmoHowl?]

Maktiwa turned toward the moon. "It's too simple for me to grasp, that, the possibility of letting go, is very great. I just, I can't let myself, but I break into rage, I do change, and when I fight it, it hurts.....it's like being ripped apart....I'm the only one that feels pain, because the others accept it!" he slammed his fist into a tree, trunk, bark fell off, and the wood split. He pulled his hand out, he watched as his skin began to heal immediately.

He turned around swiftly, staring at her. "That is NOT, who I want to be...." he turned and began moving down the path, toward the middle of the forest. He didn't dodge the moonlight anymore, he merely, walked straight into it, his body immediately changing into his Werewolf form. He turned back, his eyes, were the only sign he was who he was. He stood there, his clothes rags, but if he transformed back, he would still be able to wear them.

He held his arms out examining them. He stepped back into the shadows, his face turning to a human's as well as his chest, but the waist down was still his 'monster' form. He moved further back, completely turning 'human' once more. He leaned back against a tree. He felt faint, he shook his head. "Damnit..." he muttered. [/font]

[Mya]

Mya returned with several bags of quatratinis in her hand. "So, what did I miss?" she asked, though not really paying much attention to the two of them. Then, she noticed the change in conversation--the new tone of thoughts coming from both werewolves. "Nice," she muttered. "I was totally going to win him to my side but there you go, Kari, making him a part of your pack." She sighed heavily and opened one of the bags. "Chocolate anyone?"

[Kari]

Kari watched Mak in concern, not really knowing what arguments she could us on that. He had really just said what he felt. She walked cautiously towards him. "Mak, none of us want this. Why would we?"

She paused, raising an eyebrow at Mya. "My Mak she said protectively, then swiped a chocolate and winked at her... still concerned about Mak.

[¿EmoHowl?]

Maktiwa reached out touching Kari on the arm, he felt what she felt, and his headache went away. He shut his eyes holding his head in his other hand. "I don't think it's what anyone wants, but some use it to an advantage....Some carry on normal lives with it, some control it, some totally over do it. But me, I fear it.""

He stood up, removing his hand from her arm. "Don't become attached to me Kari...infatuations are not healthy. I don't trust myself, and you shouldn't trust me either. " he looked at Mya before turning and walking down the trail he had followed on the way up. This time he didn't stop, he couldn't let himself do what he wanted, to be friends with Kari and Mya, to live a normal life. He was afraid of love, he was afraid of everything new.

As he walked down the path her last words continued repeating themselves in his head. "My Mak..." she had said. Whether playfully or seriously, or playful seriousness. Maybe he heard what he wanted to hear. Inside he longed for love, a friendship of some sort. But now he was only trying to protect her. He shook his head trying to keep her last words out of his head, he stopped at the edge of the forest. Something wasn't letting him step forward, he tried, his leg wouldn't move.

He groaned and turned around, Kari and Mya were no longer in sight. And maybe they wouldn't follow him. While he stood he tried deciding what he would say, he tried lying to his brain that it wasn't a small crush. He tried lying that he didn't care, but it only made it worse. Why did he feel obligated to tell her? To stop? Why couldn't he walk away and never step foot in the forest again?

Because he was a Werewolf, and inside, he was all those things. Love struck, attached, incapable of walking away, and in a general confrontation with himself. He started moving back up the path, he had to let go. This was what he had been waiting for, he could forget about the past, hopefully she'd help him to do just that. Friendship or more, either way he was willing to take it. [/font]

[Kari]

Kari blinked. "That was unexpected..." she muttered, before turning wolf and bounding up the path after him. She skidded to a stop, actually spinning in a few circles, when she saw mak around on turn. Panting, she turned back into human.

"Whoa. I haven't done a stop like that in years." she said, proud of her very fast stop. Then she looked up at Mak. "Mak. You may not have realized this about me, but I judge people on sight. It's gotten me into trouble before, but I don't think it will here." She Grabbed his hand again. "Your an Empath. You should be able to tell by now that I'm not going anywhere until I can take you home.

[¿EmoHowl?]

Maktiwa smirked as she came to a quick stop in front of him. "I almost thought you had forgotten about me." he teased. He felt her grab his hand, and he immediately felt what she felt. He looked at her, as if searching her face for something. "What are you telling me Kari? I know you are attached, that's not easy to miss." he smiled a small smile.

"Whether or not, it's safe. Which I hope on my life it is, I'd like to get to know you better.....I'm hoping I'd be given the chance?" he smirked slightly. It came out smoother than he expected, without tongue ties or making a fool of himself. He removed his hand from her grip and wrapped his arms around her, he ignored feeling what she felt. He let go a few seconds later,"I think I owed you one of those." he smiled.

He kept himself focused on what she said a minute or two before. What had she meant? He tilted his head sideways watching her, he looked around. Sometimes he felt he could just stare forever, as if, she were his escape. He fought back feelings, holding them back. It wasn't his place, and he shouldn't get his hopes up. He took a step backward, deciding whether he should call it off or just manage the moment. [/font]

[Kari]

Kari grinned at him. "Hey, s'not my fault you walk fast." she said. "And that skid was very hard, for your information."

She tilted her head. "So ya got that part?" she beamed. "Good. Repetition is annoying at times." She laughed. "Wait, you think there's a possibility I'd do my spectacular skid, chase you, go on about how awesome you are for a long time, invite you to join my pack, and turn you down?' she shook her head, giggling. Then she leaned into the hug. "Honestly, you didn't have to let go." she said happily.

Then she caught him looking around and stepping back. "Aye. You. After all of this, you certainly do not have my permission to cut and run now... It'd make me very sad, and I'd have to chase you again."

[¿EmoHowl?]

Maktiwa shook his head slightly with a small laugh. "I wasn't going to run. I was just making sure it wasn't too much. But in your case I'm pretty sure it wasn't enough...." he chuckled. "Turn me down, No way?! That never happens." he said in humorous sarcasm.

He stepped forward, hugging her again. "So that was a yes, that you'd let me get to know you, possibly love you?" he asked. He let himself relax, holding her. He could get used to it, if he let himself. He wasn't even sure he wanted to let go. [/font]

[Kari]

Kari beamed."I'm not the turning-down type." she grinned.

Than she sighed happily. "Yes to the first, STRONG yes to the second." She hadn't been this happy in... a very long time. Even when she hung out with Mya, her pack, or even playing with Maysuyo, she wawsn't this happy. "And I'm just gunna take a wild guess and say you'd let me get to know you.. probably love you." She sighed again in contentment. " Mak, there is one requirment you have to join mah pack and hang out with me!" she said sternly... and giggled a little.

[¿EmoHowl?]

Maktiwa smirked,"Of course. I wouldn't ask permission, if I wasn't already willing to give." he chuckled,"I'm not like that." he smiled. He stepped back, letting go of her.

He listened to her again,"I wouldn't have bothered walking back down the path had I not already loved you. And yes I shall join your pack and hang with you." He shook his head a little. "Maybe you should be the Empath." he grinned.
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