First Stop!

"I'm sorry my beloved sister Dusa for calling you anything less than adorable," she prompted, her fingers not relenting as they continued up and down his sides.

She wasn't going to let him go until she was satisfied that he had apologised enough.

And right now she was positive that three little squeaks of the word wasn't enough. She needed more than that.

"Come on, say it."

Tears streaked down his cheeks as she continued to tickle him, he thrashed about in her grip despite the fact that he knew it was no use.

"I'm sorry my..."
He managed before bursting to a fit of giggles, his tail beating against her as it wagged frantically.

"beloved sister Dusa for calling you anything less than adorable."
He added as more tears escaped him, his entire body shaking from his laughter.

Brandusa laid back, pulling Noah with her, finally stopping her attack on the older Wolf.

She giggled a little as she hugged Noah tighter, nuzzling into his hair with a wide grin.

It was times like this that she felt the closest to Noah. She really felt like his sibling. Like his big sister. He was so small and weak and she so powerful compared to him. She wanted to be his big sister, to love and protect him.

"That wasn't so difficult now, was it?"

She kissed the top of his head affectionately.

"Zlo zhenshchina."

He muttered as he glared up at her playfully, poking his tongue out at her.

As a rule Noah never got close to people, it was simply safer that way, but despite their extreme differences he and Dusa got along quite well, he was the brains and she was the brawn, as odd as that concept sounded.

While she hugged him, he nestled closer, slowly his ears unpinned from his head, standing up amongst his hair.
Only when his ears were up like this could you really appreciate just how fluffy they were.
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Evil Woman

She chuckled softly.

Evil, yes. But woman? No...She was still only a girl. Barely nineteen. She had a long way to go yet until she could be called a woman.

She nuzzled into his fluffy ears, pulling him a little closer.

Her hand slid down his back to stroke his tail gently.

Apart from his beautiful white hair, his ears and tail were her favourite of his features. They were fluffy and cute.

He gave a happy little murmur as she stroked his tail, though at first he was usually opposed to being touched once a person was close enough to him he loved being petted and stroked just as much as any other Lycan.

Though like everyone else, he would refuse to admit it, he already shared too many similarities with a wolf, the last thing he needed was people thinking it was cute to pet him.

His tail wagged gently, so far no one he had met could cheer him up quite like Dusa could.

Though a lot of his anguish was because of her constant teasing.

A smile curved her lips when he murmured softly against her neck.

"So cute," she crooned softly again when his tail began to wag. "Like a little puppy."

Puppy... that was a good way to describe the man. He looked small and cute and his tail and ears were always so expressive when he allowed others to see them. He was truly adorable.

She couldn't believe that he was over thirty years older than her.

"Noah the little puppy dog," she sang softly.

He glared up at her through the veil of his snowy hair.

She loved to patronize him like this, truly loved it.
It would not matter how much older he was than her as long as he was shorter she would consider him to be younger, her 'little brother.'

He huffed softly and scampered out of her lap, diving onto his own bed and bundling up beneath the covers.

"I'm not a puppy."
He grumbled softly as he hid from her.

"Yes you are. An adorable little puppy."

She grinned at him as he scampered away, chuckling softly to herself. She loved teasing him so much.

The girl smirked and lifted her right hand, palm facing downwards.

With a flash of green and the low purr of an animal, an imp - her favourite imp - sat on the bed next to her. She hugged it, stroking its dark fur before nudging it towards Noah.

It jumped from her bed to his, crawling up it to sit next to the man's head, pawing at him gently. Noah wasn't fond of Imps but Drăcușor had become very fond of the man in the few months he had been travelling with Brandusa.

Noah let out a pathetic little whine as she called him a puppy again, he could handle being called that by someone older than himself but it was even more patronizing when she did it.

"Go away Drăcușor, I don't want to play."
He grumbled from beneath the mound of blankets that he had covered himself with.

He could tell it was him simply it's purr, he didn't like imps, he didn't trust him.
But out of all of them Drăcușor was the one he liked the most, mainly because it didn't steal all of his stuff like the other did.

Constantly taking his books and stashing them away in some god forsaken place or deciding it would be fun to dispose of all his head-wear.

The Imp whined loudly, pawing more insistently at the Wolf.

Contrary to Noah's beliefs, the Imp was usually the ringleader of the group that stole and destroyed his things. He was just better at playing innocent.

For an imp, he had very wide 'innocent' eyes that he used to his full advantage when he wanted to. Usually when one of the other Imps tore apart one of his books or made a meal out of one of his hats and he played the nice-Imp.

Brandusa watched the two of them, lips quirked upwards in amusement.

Noah groaned, he wasn't going to go away, he would sit there and paw at him until he got the attention that he wanted.

With a huff he lifted the blankets so his face was exposed, his ears drooping down on either side of his face as he lay against the mattress, looking up at the Imp.

"What?"

He asked as he gazed up at him through his mop of white hair.
Drăcușor obviously wanted something, either it was just attention or something more, he didn't know.

Drăcușor was much like Brandusa.

All he wanted was attention and to annoy the Wolf boy.

So, even when Noah shifted the blankets from his face, he continued to paw at his shoulder insistently.

Nothing annoyed someone as much as demanding attention when they already had the attention that they wanted.

The Imp purred. Dusa chuckled, covering her lips with her hand as she watched. The Imp had spent far too much time with her.

His eyes narrowed as he looked at the Imp, he was just being annoying for the hell of it now.

"Fine then."

With that Noah pushed the Imp off the bed and curled up again under the blankets again.

"Stop trying to purposely annoy me you two, I'm going to sleep."
He grumbled, it had been a long day, and he was getting cranky, plus being around these two tended to make him mood just that much worse.

"I'm doing nothing. Innocent bystander."

She was just sitting here watching them. Doing nothing else. She wasn't openly annoying Noah. At the moment.

The Imp gave a low growl when it was pushed off the bed.

But it wasted no time in scrambling back up onto the bed and sitting on Noah, returning to pawing him.

It liked annoying the Wolf as much as its Master did.

"You summoned him, you're as guilty as he is."
He replied as he kicked of his shoes, pushing them off the end of the bed as he tried to make himself comfortable.

Noah sigh defeatedly, there was no point trying to get rid of Drăcușor, he'd have more luck of getting rid of Brandusa, and there was zero chance of that happening.

Instead the Lycan just laid there and grumbled as the Imp pawed at him.
He was never much of a fighter, and that extended to standing up for himself, it would be a rarity that he would do it and if he did and it didn't work, he'd quickly give up.