Angelo raised an eyebrow, then chuckled. "You know what, I'm not even going to ask."
He tilted his head at Sadie tentatively. "So I assume neither of you are hombre-lobos either?"
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"…No," Gunslinger says. "Are those the cool wolf people?"
Angelo laughed warmly, shrugging as he crossed his arms again. "I guess you could say that-"
And with that, he shifted into a large wolf, about as tall as Gunslinger.
"Hey! Now I can actually see you!" He laughed again, but in a much deeper and slightly eerie voice
Sadie's grin disappears, and she bares her teeth. "El niño de la luna…" she hisses.
Angelo turned around, shifting back as his eyes glossed over with fear. "Wh-what? What did you say?" He asked nervously.
Sadie's eyes change, one moment normal, the next moment a flat, dull orange, with vertical pupils, like a cat's.
"A child of the moon." she hisses. "Your mother banished my mother's kind. And my bloodline shall not forgive her for that."
Angelo scowled, his hands growing claws as he approached Sadie.
''My mamá would do nothing if the sort. Don't you dare insult her.''
Shade reveals the slightly inhuman acuity of her incisors as her hackles raise.
"Not your mamá. Your godly mother, Luna herself." she growls.
Angelo steps back, looking formidable as he shifts again into his 7 foot form. Though, he was still nervous. He had no idea what she could do.
“I’m sorry… but I promise I mean no harm, alright?”
Sadie backs down a little; however, her form remains the same. Little wisps of her aura are curling off of her, and she doesn't try to stop it.
"I- I apologize for my reaction. But my blood tells me 'Enemy. Killer.' And you should know the feeling of barely controlled rage well." she murmurs.
Angelo steps back, his ears flat against his head as he whined. The werewolf stayed silent, watching the ground as memories he thought he suppressed came back to the surface
Sadie watches Angelo, her form blinking back as she realizes… Oh…
"I… I'm sorry… I didn't…" she murmurs.
Angelo whines again as he held his head, growling. “Don’t speak to me.” He muttered in that guttural, eerie, husky voice.
Sadie sighs. I fucked up.
She stays silent, not leaving.
Angelo shifted back, sitting on the ground as he held his head in his hands.
I scared her… just like I scare everyone else.
Hesitantly, Sadie steps forward, then wraps Angelo in a hug.
Angelo was shocked, flinching at her touch, and then melting into it, shaking his head as he cried. “I’m sorry… I don’t want to hurt you, I promise…”
"I know…" Sadie murmurs, rubbing Angelo's back. She sighs. So much for sworn enemies…
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(another page… why you give me homework)
(Idk.)
(Basically, Angelo turned into a werewolf and was sizing up gunslinger, then Sadie was all like hey, my kind doesn’t like yours. And then they got all mad and Sadie made Angelo sad and now they’re hugging it out)
(Also sorry I gtg for a bit)
(Yup, that's the gist of it. Racial politics are kinda fun to write, honestly.)
(See ya!)
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(oki)
(also, my little sister's been humming this song nonstop so can I just say:)
(Say what…?)
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"Uh- yeah. Sorry, I really need to figure Angelo out." she says.
(Um, Angelo Bruno… Yeah, about that Angelo Bruno. I really need to know about Angelo Bruno. Give me the truth and the whole truth, Angelooooo Brunooooo….)
(Gods damn it. :/)
(AHHH STOPPPP)
Angelo sighed, nodding slightly as he closed his eyes. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know.”
Sadie looks confused. "Didn't know what?"
(if you guys want I started a group RP in which you guys can join, I think it would be good practice in addition to this one, heres the link )
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