So, over the Easter break (my school was given Thursday and Friday off) , my "pack" (with the newest addition of my therian friend, who shalt be called Vee) and I got together and had a typical teenage-girl sleepover. Only, it wasn't so typical if, say, you were completely human 100% of the time.
On Wednesday night, it was a first time for a lot of things. First time Vee and I shifted in front of the pack; first time I actually play-fought my friends in a long, long time; and first time for...well, yeah, a verbal fight/misunderstanding between my friends and me. But we're not getting into that, because, let's face it: you don't wanna hear it, this is a therian blog, and I really don't want to re-live it.
So. Before Wednesday, Vee and myself had shifted together in front of my friend err...Binx. Trigger music was played ("triggers" are things that trigger a shift. Songs, adrenaline, scents, and emotions are all triggers for me) and after 3 or 4 songs, we were both 85% animal. It went pretty...alright. Nothing exciting happened, really, except that I got to shift with another therian. But, our guy friends (their boyfriends and such) decided to drop by my house. Binx, the quick thinker she is, decided to help us shift back by smacking us in the face. She had moved her hands up to smack me, and right before she did, I told her, "I'm going to lunge if you do that." She, of course, does it anyways and I, of course, lunge. Now, I had no controll over my lunge, I just simply knew that that would be my reaction to her hitting my face. She deflected my lunge and I regained controll and no one was hurt. And I did, in fact, shift back to be my er, "normal" self around the guy friends.
Now, on Wednesday, my small vampiric friend uhh...Midget, was there. She had never seen me shifted, ever, as I (in the past) restrain my shifts around people as best as I can. However, she had insisted all week that she wanted to "play with the wolfies" on Wednesday. So, me and Vee agreed to shift and just go wolf. We gathered into my room, turned off the lights, and let trigger music release our humanity.
After the initial shift, me and Vee simply looked at each other, scenting, recognizing, and acknowledging that both of us were equally alphas (no, not as in a mated-pair). Then, we both simultaneously sized up our packmates. Midget, the one who wanted to play the most, was down on the ground, sitting and watching us with wide eyes. Binx sat in my computer chair, not really meeting our gaze, but having a small grin on her face. Vee and I glanced to one another, then jumped off the bed and crouched low in front of Midget. She was smiling a bit too broadly, and that might've been why I decided to play-fight her first. Smiling generally throws off my wolf-self and it makes me wanna pounce.
Vee sat back and me and Midget went at it. She was stronger than I, and threw me down once. However, I snarled and pinned her quickly against the ground. The fight seemed to last a bit longer, but it consisted of me and her tossing each other around and snarling (mostly from me). Binx had moved to the floor and crouched low, her butt in the air and her upper-body down. Play? said her body. I mimicked her crouch, with much more ease than her, and then swatted at her shoulder. She leapt and I let her leap on me. Just when she thinks she had gotten me down, I twisted and pushed up with all four of my paws on her torso. She came off of me and we both went at it, rolling around on my floor. Her tiny teeth dug into my shoulder or perhaps my back and her nails did the same. I twisted my face around and chomped down on her arm. She pulled back my pony-tail and with a yelp, I released my grip on her arm.
Somehow, I had gotten to her back and she had reared up. My claws dug a deep gash into her back, though my nails were not long at all at the time. She still has a scab and it will most-likely scar. After our mutual tie, she sat back on the bed with Midget. For now, Vee had entered the fighting pit that was my bedroom floor. She was crouched lowly, predator-like, eyeing me suspiciously. I rose to an all-fours standing position and eyed her the same. We circled each other, I backing away and her advancing with each step I took. I advanced quickly, checking her weak points. She backed away, and did the same. The wolf dance had begun.
I had circled her too-wide and ended up blocked by my bed corner. I glanced at the open space near me that required leaping to get to. As I leapt, my thought was "Shewillattackmenow" (yes, I do think in a "hereandnow" type way). Sure enough, she leapt into my side. I twisted and shoved her collarbone with my paws. She falls but retalliates even harder. We wrestle a few moments, then draw back, panting slightly. I lock eyes with her, her golden-green eyes burning holes into my storm-gray ones. In the next instant, we both leapt, meeting mid-air in a bear hug.
I cannot tell you what exactly happened next, but the fight ended, her pinning me down once, me pinning her down. We panted hard, pink, too-short tongues lolling out of the sides of our mouths every so often. Now, after each of my fights, Vee would fight Binx or Midget. I'm just describing my fights as the other two are hard to remember since I just watched. Then, just as quickly as it had come, the shift was over.
I must admit, shifting with another therian is extremely fun. Normally, I'll shift alone and end up chewing on a pillow then taking a nap. So, it is much more stimulating to shift and play-fight or run around or heck, even just have staring contests with another therian or packmate. Hopefully over this upcoming weekend, we can repeat most of the events on Wednesday. I'd love to try and beat mine and Vee's tie.
