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pursuer stalked through the forest, looking for any small animals in the bushes that it could eat. it didnt get as many kills, so it was still hungry from after the round. after eating some rabbits, it licked the blood off its face with a teal tongue. it headed back to the killer area, but stopped as the claws on its paw hit something glass. it looked down, and saw a glass vial, purple-ish pink liquid in it. pursuer crouched down, and picked it up. the lid fell off half way through it was picking it up, and some liquid spilled. it looked at the vial, and opened its mouth to put some on its tongue. it was sour but also sweet, hinted with a flavour of what seemed like strawberries. pursuer squinted, and tossed the bottle on the ground. nothing really happened, so it walked to the killer area. it wanted to go see artful again. artful had been teaching it how to say some words, and how to understand what he was saying. it had also learnt that artful was.. "fresh meat" but it didnt feel the same urge to eat him like it did with the other civilians. artful looked pretty too. hazel eyes, and dark brown hair; both so brown, they looked to be almost black.
pursuer walked to artful's room and saw he wasnt in the living room. it prodded around until it saw him in the bedroom. he was sleeping, although it seemed rushed, as he hadnt changed out his clothes. it walked to his bed, and layed down beside him, looking at how peaceful he looked. artful groaned in his sleep, and turned round, flopping half his body onto pursuer. it blushed slightly at how close he was, espcially when he wrapped his arms around it, and nuzzled his head into it. he opened his eyes slightly, looking at pursuer. "ah.. mon cher, hii..." he mumbled wearily, and placed a kiss on its cheek. it smiled, and he giggled as if drunk, booping him. it was took aback, and he giggled more. after nuzzling his head into its chest again. he fell back sleep after a bit, and it patted his head.
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at some point late into the night, it woke up, and yawned. it felt something itching at his chest, and it shuffled out of bed - while careful not to wake artful. the clock said the time was 2:35am, and it trudged to the kitchen to sit there for a bit. the itching got worse, it coughed and hacked, then felt itself.. sort of shifting, and its body felt all weird. it placed a paw down to walk back to the bedroom, but felt the cold floor. that normally didnt happen, because of its slightly plush paws, and its fur. it looked down, and yelped - its paw was now a human hand. i mean, it didnt really know that, but it looked like artful hands. there was slight black fur on the hands still, and it flexed its fingers. it felt weird to be like this, considering it was an animal for so long. it tried to walk like it did before, going to the bathroom to check what it looked like. it weakly lifted its hand up and onto the sink, pulling up and shaking while doing so. the sight in the mirror took it aback. black fur ran up its neck, and stopped just at the tip of its chin. the fur was also spread out on certain parts of its body, and there were scars a bit above half way on its torso. it also had scars on its arms and shoulders, which looked rough, perhaps were from battle. its eyes had gone to be a dark green-gray, and when it opened its mouth, its teeth were white while its tongue was a light-ish pink. its face also adorned slightly dark freckles, and its skin being pale. its hair was a black wolfcut, which was messy. it realised after studying itself, that it had no clothes on.
it walked, while trying not to fall flat on its face, to the bedroom. it opened the drawer that it always saw artful do, and picked out a pair of pajama pants. it struggled to put them on, trying to control its hands to grab the waistband and pull. it got them on eventually, and tried to keep calm. it didnt want artful to see it like this, what if he hurt it... but it did want help. it didnt feel right, looked different, and felt tears stinging at its eyes. it sniffled slightly, still sitting on the floor then heard the bed creak. "hm.." arful hummed in his sleep, and it jolted. it backed up to the corner, but its back hit the bookshelf, and a book fell off. it was a hefty one, making a thud on the ground. it looked up as artful turned around, the bed squeaking, and he rubbed his eyes to look at what fell. pursuer's eyes adjusted in the dark, and it curled up into a ball. he looked at it, eyes wide, and jaw slightly open. "a-artful.." it tried to say, voice gravely and then coughed. "pursuer? mon cher, what are you- how are you.." he stuttered on his words, getting out of bed to walk to it. it tensed up as he went closer, turning its head away and squinting. it expected him to be mad, to kick him out, to do anything.. but it felt his hard cup on its face. "can you look at me please?" he asked, and it blinked a few times. it turned its head slowly toward him, shivering slightly from the cold room. they both stared at each other for a bit, until artful finally spoke. "you.. you look so pretty." he whispered, looking at it. crossing its arms on its torso, it curled its tail next to its leg, and felt slight heat flush its cheeks. artful looked down at its body, and it curled more into itself on instinct. "ah sorry.. you do seem cold and tired, you want to go to bed?" he suggested, and it nodded, not even realising its weariness.
artful helped it get up, but its leg still shook at the act of walking like this. he supported it to get to the bed, and helped it sit down. "ohh, did you steal my pants mon cher? silly.. you sure you dont want a shirt too? i can get you one." he questioned, and it struggled to awnser. "y-yes... thank you." it mumbled, and he handed it a shirt to put on - the shirt was short sleeved and soft. it got the it on after a bit, although it was difficult too. it felt the bed dip and after it put it on, it saw artful out the corner of its eye. it seemed like he had been looking at it for quite a bit of time. it turned to him, and he blushed a bit, turning away. "sorry for staring at you.. you are just uh... how do i say.." he muttered, and it looked at him with its big eyes. "THE THING IS, I THINK IM IN LOVE WITH YOU." he blurted out, turning back to it, and his face was flushed. it jumped back slightly, feeling heat rise up its neck. it blushed more as artful leaned in, "c-can i kiss you?" he ask timidly, and it nodded. he went in more and kissed it, soft at first then harder. it blushed more and melted into the kiss, as artful gently place a hand on its face. he slipped his tongue slightly into its mouth, and its whole face was burning. this had never happened ever, and it was a bit overwhelming. artful pulled away after a bit, and a string of saliva connected between them. he turned away in embarresment, blushing furiously. "i-im terrible sorry, that was uh..." he started, but couldnt finish the sentence.
"it.. it is ok." it placed a hand on his shoulder, and he looked back at it, "i... love you.. too. i think." it took its hand off his shoulder, and it fiddled with its hands on its lap. neither of them spoke for a bit, until pursuer shuffle back and under the covers. it looked to artful and tugged on his sleeve. "we.. cuddle? please..." and he nodded almost instantly. "of course! im gonna get dressed first cause... well i forgot to change earlier." he got up to grab clothes, and it faced the wall to give him some privacy. it heard the rustling of clothes, and also the drawers closing. it thought he was done, and turned round, but it blushed immediatly. artful didnt have his shirt on, and he was slightly buff. it turned away again, and waited for him to tell it he was done. it startled a bit, as artful pratically jumped onto it, pulling it into a deep hug. it winced, and yelped a small whine. he went back, and looked concerned, "im sorry, you ok?" it nodded in response, and hugged him back. "j-just hurt bit.." it mumbled, growing tired. "ok, well we can go sleep now!" he exclaimed, smile on his face. it moved to the side so he could get in, and they both shuffled under the covers, getting comfy. it turned to face him, and he did the same. the two of them looked at each other for a bit, and artful gave them a kiss. "im glad you uh... im glad ive got the chance to meet you. your quite amazing." he smiled at them, and it blushed slightly. "i.. i like you and... i like that- oh s-sorry i cant... uh words.." it muttered, and looked away embarrased. "noo, its ok its ok." he assured it, and looked down at where it was fiddling. it was tracing the scars on its arm, slight tears starting to form at their eyes. "w-whats wrong.." he asked, trying to remove its hands from its arms, as it was trying to scratch the scars. "hey hey... im here." he took its hands gently away, and held them both. "i dont like.. scars." it mumbled, voice watery from crying, "they make me.. looked bad." artful looked at it for a bit, then let go of its hands. he pulled it into a deep hug, and it was taken aback slightly. he loosened his grip slightly, and looked at it. he didnt say anything, just gave them a kiss. it smiled weakly at him, and he held it again. it returned the hug, and nuzzled its head on his shoulder. how long will i be like this.. it thought, as it fell asleep, comfy and safe with the one he trusted most.
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artful woke up, and rubbed his eyes. the faint morning light shined through the gap in the curtains, and the slight patter of rain was heard from the window. the clock on the side table said it was 8:17am. he looked at pursuer, who was laying peacefully beside him. it looked different from last night, but still similar. it looked more animal like now, having more fur and its body was less human like. it still looked cute though, and he blushed as off remembering last night. he was thankful he confessed, but got up to make breakfast for the day ahead. hopefully he had no rounds today, he could chill in his room all day. he started to cook some scrambled eggs on the stove, slipping them onto a plate, and grabbing a fork from the drawer. he sat on the sofa, eating the meal, savouring every bite because it was warm. he put the plate on the table, planning to clean it up later. he heard the bed creak then, and looked over. he saw pursuer half walk-half stumble out the bedroom. "morning! you alright?" he asked, and it nodded. he watched as it grabbed every object to not fall, its body shaking with every step. it nearly fell when it was near the couch, and he grabbed it. "hey hey, careful! come here.." he lead it over. and it climbed into his lap, curling into itself. he saw it looked stressed, and held it close. he scratched the underneath of its chin, and it acted like a cat - even purring slightly. he laughed, and it looked at him. he looked back at it, then it licked him. "AH WHAT-" he exclaimed, and it flinched. "wait- im sorry for shouting, i didnt mean to scare you or anything..." he tried to help it be calm, as he saw tears form at its eyes. "i-im ok.." it mumbled, and leant its head on his chest. he patted its arm, and it seemed to be resting slightly. he shifted on the couch, making sure it was comfy against him. he did feel sleepy again, but saw killdroid walk in before he had a nap. "YO YOU AND PURSUER AINT GOT- YO IDK WHY PURSUER LOOK LIKE THAT, BUT ANYWAYS YOU TWO AINT GOT ROUND TODAY, OK BYE" he shouted, and left. he looked down and saw pursuer shaking slightly, and curled more up into itself. "hey.. its ok." he assured it, and it stopped shaking after a bit. after a while, it fell asleep on him, and he looked at it peacefully sleeping. at some point, it changed more to be what it was before. then, it was just normal pursuer, laying on his lap.