Krista

You're completely correct about drinking and party spots being handed down to new generations. I think my home town have historical signs in place for such things by now. I've have never dated a guy that wore a button fly at all. Is that a cowboy thing? I have no idea, but Joel is no cowboy, he doesn't want to play pretend at being one. If it is a thing it seems like Colt may be lacking in his button fly game. Tent erecting are for the sober, true story.

I have never fessed up to my drunken shenanigans. No that there were any. *blinks innocently* Wine and Southern comfort... you were just asking for it, no wonder you misplaced your underpants. I'm also not one of these evil authors, but who knows.

Yeah he let his life kind of wash over him this day. And yeah, absent parents do mean an empty house...

He's had a few hip lessons now... maybe he's still not good at horse riding, but the skill might translate to something else. Belly dancing? 😮

When you put it that way, it seems like Joel is in training to be a complete top. With the video of that party circulating, I bet there's a lot of people thinking they missed a hell of a scene if they weren't there. The ones that were probably thought.. "oh shit.." and poor Jaxton got the worst of it, but Joel didn't come out looking the best either, I imagine. He's not thinking a lot about Monday... not after Davin showed up at his bedroom door.

Yeah, she accepted the state of him, and he apologized. I'm glad you complimented Celia during all of that. It takes a lot of restraint, or it would with me. She treated him with respect and moved along without keeping it on either one of their shoulders very long. And yeah, part of that probably had a lot to do with how Joel reacted. The other three come dragging in, no apologies, but he made a point to. He does like to say the words when he runs up on something that shakes his nerves a bit. It is his go to.. 😮

I liked writing the "sibling" energy this chapter there was a hint of bittersweet there, but mostly it showed him letting loose and enjoying just being in their company. They were relaxed around him too, including him into their dynamic. A little lightness in a story needed to happen, I felt we were getting a lot of 'drama' and 'angst' getting thrown at him over and over. Didn't want him feeling like a punching bag... although, if he didn't relax those hips he would've felt like one anyway. You caught that last part huh... Joel is also a bit of an over achiever when it comes to control. I believe him when he says that he'll not do that again, because he didn't enjoy what came of it. Shit party and all... maybe if he had a good time it would've changed his mind. Celia probably believed him, she probably wouldn't have believed it from any of the rest of them though. Traumatically stolen. It was. Lisa Benton is one selfish woman.

Sex? Who said anything about sex? 😮 Davin could be inviting him over for a game of charades or something, you don't know.

Maybe the meds and the sleep took some of the edge off... I think I've only ever had one hangover... and I know it hits women differently than it does men to a slight degree. But yeah, it is a rough next day. Probably not the best for horse riding, especially in the daylight, sunglasses help, but they're not going to do the whole job... and then the heaviness. I wouldn't want to be on a horse. Joel is a good sport, I guess. And Colt didn't drink enough to be hungover, it seems...

I do miss riding horses. The more I write about their riding the more I want to get back on one. But, it is sort of a dying thing around here... there used to be large riding clubs, and such... now there's nothing much out there. There's not a whole lot of tension between Colt and Joel, no. The two finally got there... equal footing and all. Hope they don't manage to mess that up. Celia and Trace if they noticed are probably happy in the thought. Don't know how happy they'd be if they caught on to what dance Davin and Joel are doing though.

× Quote She would've gotten popped in the face by whatever my hand landed on. I like a nice and gentle wake-up call.. not.. whatever that would look like.

I got Mass Effect (the video game), energy. That's more or less my biggest Sci-fi media influence to go on anyway. I think they 'were' at one point going to adapt it into a television series, but we'll see.

“Are they dead, dude?” I heard, but I was too sleepy to know from where and the first thing I felt was a constant pain in my head made worse when I turned towards the light. Not wanting to open my eyes, I turned onto my side feeling Davin’s hand fall from my ass that he found sometime last night in our sleep. “Shut up, idiot,” Davin groaned, “leave us alone.” “It’s past breakfast,” Gavin countered and I jumped when I heard a sharp tapping against the side of the tent. It was hard enoug

Yes, what little shifter stories, especially those involving werewolves I've read - not on here, mostly published books - there's this feeling of superiority. Lack of empathy for their impact on the world around them. A sense of 'I'll do whatever I want and what are you going to do about it?' Push and pull. The werewolf dynamics as a pack was something I didn't want to touch either, just hint on it. It wasn't a good life for him, he was measured and found lacking, he had strict training from a 'father' that wasn't a father. Then we saw what happens when one falls out with their pack. At least in my story world. I didn't want Nicholas to read as someone that is the way that he is because he's willingly lost his morality. I wanted him to be who he is, because he regrets losing it, but is aware that he has... which makes the argument that Noah hinted on, that maybe he just doesn't see himself in the correct light. I went dark, my WW stories, what little I do write, do tend to go darker themed. I'm glad you liked it. The tracking aspects of this writing was a fun write for me. I watched videos of trail hunting dogs, bird dogs that flush pheasants. Because they differ from Search and rescue dogs, since search and rescue dogs are still in constant direction/command of their handlers. Nicholas was left alone to work out the scent, so it felt more like how a scent hound would track prey, than a search and rescue dog would track a lost person. If that made any sense.

And poor (I don't really mind his fate) Roco, it wasn't confirmed if he got out of his mess. but yeah, taking out two whole races and civilizations is rather ambitious of you. The way you described the final days, starving themselves, being so inward thinking that they'd rather self-destruct than compromise/relent. Then a second-hand tale of a society based on hoarding, fear, and self-survival. The last few went out rough. They were obviously an advanced species to be space traveling, but they just somehow had the society based on more instinctual fight/flight/survive mentality. It is a good thing the other race, had a lot more in the way of making history important and learning from it. They realized they too were rather cruel towards the end and took that virus as a learning experience for others to follow a different example. I would like to think people would respond with that and learn, but I don't think they will. So, there will be more sharing the same fate, I'm sure. Poor choice of words seems to be a growing theme... tsk. tsk. tsk. to us all.

I find it so difficult to read anything Sci-fi. I don't have the brain for it, and for that I need it to be more visual. I didn't know what to expect going in, a survivalist sort of treasure hunter. He made enemies and was betrayed along the way. But, Lando kept to his kindness and it was repaid. Despite being who he was - a treasure hunter of sorts, dealing with shady people. So, this fell into his lap due to the kindness he showed a stranger, that sort of became a mentor/distant friend of his. The description of Rocco was interesting, the little frog like critter that stank. Supposed to be empaths? Which goes to show that when choice enters the equations expectations and truth get muddy very quick. He seemed like someone Lando should be worried about. They had betrayed one another when they were uneasy partners in past jobs. I don't know if Roco will survive the final betrayal? Being handed over with incriminating evidence. I am surprised someone with so many connections that had Lando squirrely wouldn't have henchmen/contacts to counter any possibility of him losing in a power struggle in that seedy establishment. Maybe it was ego, having already bested Lando in their most recent past that allowed the perfect opening. He didn't see Froken coming. Seedy establishment that it was, no one blinked an eye about the wait staff manhandling and using an injectable to unarm and apprehend Roco. Froken seemed to have better connections than Lando, at least within the establishment. To secure the safe zone, having the trust of the contraband dealer, as well as the dock worker. Of course that would all end if they weren't successful in their heist/recovery/job. Mind you. Since they left that place owing two people that I have no doubt would come collecting. But anyway, there was a lot of quiet content reading, not a lot of dialogue pressing on the gas with this story. So, what little the two said to one another seemed relaxed. They were meant to trust one another as strangers, two parts of the same puzzle that it would take to figure out the whole picture. When they realized that, trust became a quiet friendship through months of travel. Through time, the bond is formed just by working alongside someone wanting safety and having the same goals. The heist ended up being sad. A lost civilization, race. The planet, their home seemed beautiful. Oasis, thick foliage reclaiming the world, but they still had enough of an impact there to last thousands of years. Lando and Froken gained a lot of knowledge. They left with just enough to make the trip worth it as far as physical gains. They mostly gained priceless information and reverence that I think will continue to solidify their bond, having been the only two to witness. They wouldn't have gotten that if they didn't respect the fallen race and their home, either. I don't see them parting ways, trust seems in short supply for Lando, so him finding someone he can trust is likely very valuable to him as well. Franko is a little bit more of an unknown. I hope he felt the bond as well, they cemented it on the ship, but still. Honoring your grandfather is one thing. Building a life from what came along is another. The other lost race was a bitter loss as well. As it led to two civilizations to be lost. We don't know as much about the other, other than what we were told. A winner's account of who they were. If you could call them winners, since it led to their annihilation as well. I didn't expect the ending to go the way that it did.

It's not mine either, if I'm being honest. Twilight kind of ruined werewolves for me ages ago. I know there are some critically well received stories floating around on here that if I had the time, I'd need to look into. That was the prompt I was given though. I took up the challenge. I got rid of a lot of the "lore" surrounding 'my' werewolves. I came to terms with the ending. Since they were introduced and will be destroyed in the course of this story, then Lore wasn't as important as the action. So I focused more on action and character dynamics than all that. I will likely post the DNF'd portions that held the Lore eventually. If anyone wants to read it.

Thanks for giving this a read! Lol. And... no. I am about as tame on 'kink' as a newborn snowy white calf. So, if I ever do a WW/Shifter story... all the spicey stuffs will always be whilst they're both human. Although I think Nicholas was rather naturally hairy, they both were. Wasted potential, there I'm thinking.

Well you know... they say research is important. but no... just no. lol. I think my husband would think I've gone completely off my rocker. And I can't. I think people who wee in the shower have something wrong with them. And that's perfectly normal for a lot of people to do... but know that I'm judging, and judging hard.