Kirin trudged through the light snow, hands deep in her pockets and a look of displeasure etched across her face. Stupid Gaius and his stupid pretty face and stupid pack stupid stupid- He’d given her instructions to meet him and the pack, someplace in the woods. It was an abandoned house, and Kirin figured she should easily be able to smell her way there. She had Gaius’ scent: her nose was always so much better around the full moons–
Speaking of which, Kirin could feel the urge to turn- cut loose let go be free- in the pit of her stomach, but she managed to repress it with will power and sheer grumpiness. She may still be part of this pack and still might need Gaius’ protection, but she didn’t need to look happy about it.
She sighed, entering the forest. Kirin knew she shouldn’t be that mad at Gaius. How was he supposed to know that Kirin would like Macheath? And if he was into guys, then 4 for him. Unfortunately, Kirin was unwilling to part with the angsty-teen mood just yet, as she saw Gaius’ hangout in the distance between the trees..