Nick "Nicodemus" Dalton (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
nick_garou) wrote2014-11-07 08:10 am
nick_garou) wrote2014-11-07 08:10 am
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Raising the alarm. Quietly. And then slinking off.
I eventually made an incredibly circuitous route back to my cabin after that run-in with the Spirals, crept in through the open window at my cabin, and used some magick to make the printer (detached from the Internet, of course) spit out what looked like police artist sketches of each of the bad guys. There's five sheets of paper in total. One has a portrait of the caucasian human woman in her early twenties. One has the portrait of a caucasian human male in his early twenties--the two humans look related. (Talk about a dysfunctional family.) The next two pages have two images each on them: A grey wolf and a crinos version of it, a black wolf and a crinos version of it. The last sheet of paper has a picture of an ugly, clearly-metis wolf who looks unwell, has patchy fur, rough exposed skin, and oozing boils. That was the one that seemed to catch my scent and gave a brief chase. I've read that cougars are faster than wolves, but cougars aren't built for a long haul--and I'm not sure what a garou might do to cheat.
Maybe it's time for me to think of ways to cheat without involving flying away or Jedi-leaps? Something more coincidental....
I levitated the printouts into a plastic bag, picked it up with my mouth (best to to get drool on those things), and headed off to see if Slug was around nearby in the woods to the south of here. I made some noise (I was tempted to emulate a howl but that might have brought more than I was bargaining for) and soon detected that Slug was headed my way. I quickly upended the plastic bag to get the papers on the ground, pawed a small rock onto them as a paperweight (it was still a little windy), and--after Slug arrived--I told him what I'd seen. (Just not how I'd managed to see it.) And how they seemed to have an infant with them. No clue if they went to Kent Crossing, St. Claire, or any other west-bound destination off of I-90. (Seattle?) I don't know if I should hope they stayed in the area or kept on going. I don't want to see that again, but I don't want that kind of horror happening elsewhere and unchecked.
Slug said he'd take the information to the sept. I imagine I'll see those sketches on the pegboard in the farmhouse when I show up again, pretending to be human kin, when the moon is more conducive to that sort of thing. In the meantime? I'm going to retreat back to the Walkers' forested valley.
Vegetarian cat food sucks, and I'm getting pretty damn hungry. Woodland creatures are almost starting to look good. I'm not going to be playing at being a cougar much longer.
Maybe it's time for me to think of ways to cheat without involving flying away or Jedi-leaps? Something more coincidental....
I levitated the printouts into a plastic bag, picked it up with my mouth (best to to get drool on those things), and headed off to see if Slug was around nearby in the woods to the south of here. I made some noise (I was tempted to emulate a howl but that might have brought more than I was bargaining for) and soon detected that Slug was headed my way. I quickly upended the plastic bag to get the papers on the ground, pawed a small rock onto them as a paperweight (it was still a little windy), and--after Slug arrived--I told him what I'd seen. (Just not how I'd managed to see it.) And how they seemed to have an infant with them. No clue if they went to Kent Crossing, St. Claire, or any other west-bound destination off of I-90. (Seattle?) I don't know if I should hope they stayed in the area or kept on going. I don't want to see that again, but I don't want that kind of horror happening elsewhere and unchecked.
Slug said he'd take the information to the sept. I imagine I'll see those sketches on the pegboard in the farmhouse when I show up again, pretending to be human kin, when the moon is more conducive to that sort of thing. In the meantime? I'm going to retreat back to the Walkers' forested valley.
Vegetarian cat food sucks, and I'm getting pretty damn hungry. Woodland creatures are almost starting to look good. I'm not going to be playing at being a cougar much longer.