Supernatural AU for Roland

[foundafamily]

[The little hamlet along the forest hasn't had a good time. Surrounded by magical creatures on all sides, they've decided to get a little... proactive in dealing with their problem. When night falls, hunters armed with crossbows and improvised weapons--hoes, shovels, and long hunting knives--come out to patrol.

This time, one of them's squaring off with one of the local werewolves. At this full moon, Firo's completely in wolf form, nearly indistinguishable from an actual wolf when he's not speaking.

The crossbow's been knocked aside, its string broken. The two circle each other, and then the wolf leaps for the hunter's leg to sink his teeth into it.

He's going to make sure that this hunter realizes it's best to leave the business.]

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[foundafamily]

[His mouth is working up until it isn't. The feeling is so abrupt that Firo shuffles his paws on the ground, his brain short-circuiting into the assumption that he's choking and needs to fight.

He twists and shakes his head to clear out the feeling.]

It did. You're... you're gonna be ready to do that if anything comes up? I'm not even sure what I'm gonna have to keep from talking about--everything? How'm I gonna introduce you?

["Hi, this is my headghost, Roland. He just showed up, sorry can't say how." That'll go over great.]

[ka_sera_sera]

Improvise.

[Again, that mental feeling of a shoulderless shrug.]

You know your family best, what'll keep them from looking for the rose?

[He doesn't realize that's the first time he's mentioned the thing so directly. To be fair, his mind's on other things.]

[foundafamily]

[Firo doesn't have to think long at all before he gives an actual shrug.]

Honestly, I can't think why they'd give a shit about it. If all it does is screw with your head, they've got no reason to want anything to do with it.