Hound of the Baskervilles

[ghostwolf]

Two months ago, during the time when the different worlds converged, the tiny Lacie encountered a very large wolf. One month after receiving that negligible cut to her palm, she turned into a little black wolf puppy for a night, and wasted no time sinking her fangs into Kevin's hand when he tried to pick her up and keep her out of trouble.

Tonight, there are two wolves in the Baskerville House, and they've pretty much figured out what's going on.

Lady Shelly and Oswald agreed some time ago that Kevin would make a pretty good wolf, if it came to it, and he really can't help but feel like someone is laughing at him over it. His two stints as a bunny rabbit did not prepare him at all for walking around on four legs -- walking, not hopping -- and having a mouth full of huge teeth. He keeps tripping over his own feet, getting confused as he tries to sort through all the sounds and smells, and earlier his long tail got stuck in a door. It would be easier if he were a pup like Lacie, loping about the house and crawling under the furniture, but as a full-grown werewolf Kevin is huge, four feet tall at the shoulder and heavier than he is as a human. Finally, after spending half the night trying to endure the house, the white wolf ventures outside in an attempt to get used to this new form. After all, given that the Brat has turned for the second month in a row, it looks like he's probably going to be stuck with it...

When not at home with Glenwald and company, Kevin can be found wandering through the streets he often haunts during patrol, enjoying the late-night solitude of the mansion's gardens, or perhaps even sniffing about at Lady Shelly's house, just to make sure nothing suspicious is going on nearby. Hopefully, he'll be back at home safe and sound before the moon sets. If he isn't, somebody gets to deal with a mortified and very naked knight, who will proceed to sleep in their house for two days and then eat the whole pantry for breakfast. Ah, the noble life of a werewolf!

[fallingbackup wearing his shiny new coat, if you will. Due to busyness, there is no post as of yet for bittybratty's first transformation, but I will link it here whenever something is backdated. Slow, late, and backtags welcome as always!]

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[gather_ye_rosebuds]

Lacie, who'd been trumping down the stairs to look for her younger self, stops dead in her tracks at the sight of a giant white wolf in the middle of the living room. She'd been present for the Lacie-cub's arrival and for the bite that had spread the love lycanthropy to him, and so it doesn't take much of a mental leap for her to realize what's happened.

With a grin, she goes down the last few steps.

"Heeeeere Kevin, Kevin, Kevin! Wanna play fetch?"

[smallkindnesses]

Shelly, who hasn't yet heard of this latest development in Kevin's life, has no idea what to expect, when she opens her door, but an enormous white wolf certainly isn't it! She stares at the lupine figure for a long moment, too shocked to really be frightened... more like awed. She's never seen such an enormous canine!

"Heavens...!"

[retraced]

It's a little strange that Gilbert hasn't bumped into Kevin tonight on his patrol, but what's even stranger is the fact that a wolf - a very large wolf - seems to have ventured out of the woods and onto the mansion grounds tonight. Normally the woodland animals stay just there: in the woods. It's rare to see any of them get this close to where they can smell humans, and there are definitely a lot of them in and out of this house.

Eh, no matter. He'll just have to shoo it away before the children wake up in the morning.

But before that, he'll just be over here leaning against the railing of the stairs that lead to the front door of the mansion and smoke a cigarette. Nicotine first, shooing out unwelcome wolves later.