thespectacularstorm
Mistress of the Elements
Evan had finally left after speaking a language he didn't fully understand. He was tempted to kiss the boy to learn what he had said but he opted against it not wanting to further scare him. Then there were the other two who stayed. His nose twitched catching wind of the scent in the air. It was musky but held undertones of sweetness. He swiftly covered his nose with his hand looking at the girl like she tried to kill him. She was leaking pheromones like a walking perfume bottle and it made him want to throw up. He was starting to become attracted to it feeling his feral side start to flare up begging him to pounce but Marshall was better than that. He had much more self-control than to be bewitched by the scent of the first female he's seen. The thought occurred on how much easier it would be to get them to obey if he were in his true form but he knew better than that. His feral side would have a complete takeover and it would stop at nothing to have the girl to himself. He had to be more cautious than that with more lives at stake than just his own. He took a breath through his mouth trying to think of the best thing. The only thing that came to mind was to separate them.
Marshall marched over with his hand still covering the lower half of his face. "Telith! You should have more control over your urges than this. You should be teaching her how to control hers. If neither of you learn control then I'll have no choice but to form a barrier to keep you apart. Is that what you'd like?" His expression was dead serious leaving no hint of doubt. If it took him monitoring the two dragons more diligently than the rest as Cas was no doubt doing for the wolves then he would gladly do so. He couldn't touch her, not now while she was secreting those lusty pheromones. What to do what to do. "Or I could tell moth-Hazel to take care of it and you don't want that. The woman is quite nice but she has an interesting way of handling things. Choose now or I choose for you." He was void of emotion giving them a final option before he would be forced to take it into his own hands. He didn't fear either of them nor did he believe he would have a problem subduing them. All it took was one strong blast and they'd be immobilized until he could find Hazel. The boy wasn't named den father for nothing, he had the power and skill to back up his words.
Novalie growled at the older wolf bothered by how he treated her. She tried her best to keep up with him but he was much taller and took larger strides. The blonde was considerably shorter than him and her little legs could only carry her but so fast. "I'm already coming! You don't have to be a big jerk about it! Why are you being so mean to me..." She sniffled as tears formed in her eyes. Why am I crying damnit??? I just.. feel so sad. It was like she was reverted back to being a small child, easily crying if frightened and getting easily distracted by anything. She covered her eyes with the back of her palms sniffling like a child would after they got yelled at by a parent. "You're so mean and I don't even know you! I never did anything to you! You shouldn't be mean to people who don't deserve it!" She cried out saying how she truly felt against her nature. Things just blurted out from her heart where she usually kept those sort of things to herself. She couldn't help it though. Something within her compelled her to do so. Nova ran off from the older male her body carrying her to a familiar scent subconsciously. There seemed to be some kind of lovefest or fight breaking out where she ran past between a dragon, a demon girl, and a guy with wings but her mind was so focused on her destination that she didn't think twice about it. It brought her all the way to Nathan's side immediately throwing herself at him tears streaming down her plump cheeks. She buried her head into his chest as she whimpered against him. Her limp tail and downed ears just showed how bothered she was by the other male. "Nathan... He was so mean to me and I didn't do anything wrong... He smells scary and saying not nice things to me." She said in between sniffled whimpers. Stop! Stop crying damnit! Stupid body do as I say! The little wolf was a completely different person from the day before with little control over her emotions. Her internal self screamed out trying to prevent herself from further embarrassing herself in front of the boy but her body didn't listen to what she commanded. It was like someone else had taken over and chose to run things their own way.
Marshall marched over with his hand still covering the lower half of his face. "Telith! You should have more control over your urges than this. You should be teaching her how to control hers. If neither of you learn control then I'll have no choice but to form a barrier to keep you apart. Is that what you'd like?" His expression was dead serious leaving no hint of doubt. If it took him monitoring the two dragons more diligently than the rest as Cas was no doubt doing for the wolves then he would gladly do so. He couldn't touch her, not now while she was secreting those lusty pheromones. What to do what to do. "Or I could tell moth-Hazel to take care of it and you don't want that. The woman is quite nice but she has an interesting way of handling things. Choose now or I choose for you." He was void of emotion giving them a final option before he would be forced to take it into his own hands. He didn't fear either of them nor did he believe he would have a problem subduing them. All it took was one strong blast and they'd be immobilized until he could find Hazel. The boy wasn't named den father for nothing, he had the power and skill to back up his words.
Novalie growled at the older wolf bothered by how he treated her. She tried her best to keep up with him but he was much taller and took larger strides. The blonde was considerably shorter than him and her little legs could only carry her but so fast. "I'm already coming! You don't have to be a big jerk about it! Why are you being so mean to me..." She sniffled as tears formed in her eyes. Why am I crying damnit??? I just.. feel so sad. It was like she was reverted back to being a small child, easily crying if frightened and getting easily distracted by anything. She covered her eyes with the back of her palms sniffling like a child would after they got yelled at by a parent. "You're so mean and I don't even know you! I never did anything to you! You shouldn't be mean to people who don't deserve it!" She cried out saying how she truly felt against her nature. Things just blurted out from her heart where she usually kept those sort of things to herself. She couldn't help it though. Something within her compelled her to do so. Nova ran off from the older male her body carrying her to a familiar scent subconsciously. There seemed to be some kind of lovefest or fight breaking out where she ran past between a dragon, a demon girl, and a guy with wings but her mind was so focused on her destination that she didn't think twice about it. It brought her all the way to Nathan's side immediately throwing herself at him tears streaming down her plump cheeks. She buried her head into his chest as she whimpered against him. Her limp tail and downed ears just showed how bothered she was by the other male. "Nathan... He was so mean to me and I didn't do anything wrong... He smells scary and saying not nice things to me." She said in between sniffled whimpers. Stop! Stop crying damnit! Stupid body do as I say! The little wolf was a completely different person from the day before with little control over her emotions. Her internal self screamed out trying to prevent herself from further embarrassing herself in front of the boy but her body didn't listen to what she commanded. It was like someone else had taken over and chose to run things their own way.