Until the Hunter's Moon (Dabillmann)

[Kira_Wolf_Cub]

"Well, am I gonna get any more attitude from you?"

Natalia let out a scream of pain when Bill landed two swats near her tail bone. Werewolves had too sensitive spots on their lower body. One was the typical sitting spots and the other was around the tail. It didn't help that he landed two on her thighs either which caused Natalia to buck hard on his lap, nearly knocking herself off and down to the ground.

"NO!" She sobbed, straining to get off his lap. It wasn't that it was painful but it was humiliating and while Bill knew no one would see them, Natalia was afraid that someone would. She was after all nearly an adult and hr body wasn't exactly that of an underdeveloped pup. "I'll be good just stop!"

[dabillmann]

"I'll be good just stop! Natalis sobbed. Bill looked down at her bottom and saw that it was now a birght red, and that there were red marks on her thighs as well.

He gave her a final ten swats, then sat there rubbing her back for a minute. when she was a cub a spanking would frequently be followed by some time in the corner, but that was not really an option here, so he picked her up and sat her on his lap, careful not to put all of her weight on her ssore bottom.

"Shhh, it's ok," said Bill hugging her and stroking her hair. "I forgive you." He held her and said some more soothing things, as he always had after a spanking. to him it was very important that she realise that even though she was in trouble, he still loved her. In fact, when she was a put he frequently told her that under these circumstances, but he was unsure if it was something he should be saying to her now, so he just continued to hold her and rock her a bit until her crying subsided.

[Kira_Wolf_Cub]

A famous philosopher once said that the face in which we wear before others is only a porcelain mask, and beneath it we are only more masks scared with age. Although Natalia's rank demanded a certain demeanor. She had to be docile but tough, obedient and yet she couldn't just roll over to every order she was given. As a pup, she had been left with the nannies to learn how to act these roles while her father trained Atrigon to take over the role as Alpha. It had forced a very young child to take up being tougher and harder then anyone she knew but she had very gotten a sign of approval from her father and that had caused a rift between the two with time.

Damien still believed his little girl to be the same one that would give him pretty drawn pictures while wearing white lace dresses and ribbons in her hair, and Natalia had come to view her father as a stranger and ceased to call him 'Ada' (as a child she ha trouble saying Dada), and now she was getting to voice that she wanted to leave the pack and start living as an outsider to it.

But deep down inside, Natalia was still the same cub that had tugged on her brother's pant leg, asking him why they were putting her mother into the ground while she was in a box, and had stood silently by watching as her brother was praised for his work while she was ignored.

Natalia sobbed miserably as Bill rocked her and she did fight is hold. She was humiliated and felt that he had wronged her somehow. Damn it she should have pulled rank, by normal procedures she was above him and could actually order him around. Of course she was forgetting her father had ordered Bill to protect her so he was now higher rank then her. but she wasn't thinking clear.

It took a while before Natalia calmed down and then she reverted back to how she was on a normal everyday since she accepted that her father played favorites. She gave her face a finally hard scrub and then pushed away roughly. It was more pride based then anger now though and she hissed out the pain as she roughly and quickly yanked her pants up and walked stiffly back to the car.

Opening the doors to the back seat, Natalia climbed in and sat down slowly but proudly, fitting of a female of her stature. She avoided Bill's eyes completely as the blush still burned across her face.

[dabillmann]

Bill was again a bit husrt by how Natalia had ignored him and went and got into the back seat of the car, but he guessed he understood. Natalia DID technically outrank him and it had to be hard for her to listen to his orders, much less to acfdcept his discipline.

He sighed lightly and went and got into the drivers seat. He started the car, then without looking at her, he rahched down and picked up the drawing pad and handed it back to her then staarted driving again.

He drove on again for a little ways, then he noticed a diner up ahead. As werewolves they both had high metabolism and needed to eat frequently, especially protein. It seemed to have at least something to do with shifting from human to wolf form. He again pulled off the freeway and pulled into the diner parking lot.

"Ok, you," he said. "Let's get something to eat. He turned the car off and got out, waiting for Natalia.

[Kira_Wolf_Cub]

The ride was mostly silent after that as Natalia fell into her thoughts which raced in her mind. So much for her life turning out as she wanted it. So much for choice. If it hadn't been one thing it was another and it honestly made her sick with anger. It was like she was trapped in the 1800s while the world had fast forwarded but her pack was keeping her from following it.

'Life sucks,' She thought bitterly, and leaned back, still wincing from the pain i her butt but refusing to let it show. It wasn't until the car stopped again, Natalia began to wonder where they were now. Looking out of the window, she found they were in the middle of god knows where outside of New York and Bill was once again making demands for her to get out of the car. 'Bossy SOB....'

SOB, that had to be her favorite insult to use because it could be twisted about in the pack. After all, weren't all their mothers' bitches one way or another?

"Ok, you," he said. "Let's get something to eat."

Natalia sent him an ugly look as she debated whether or not to say to him 'No, I don't want to' but she also knew she needed to eat something to because she had been shifting shape too much and the glamor was demanded energy. Huffing, she scotched out and walked briskly past Bill and ino the dinner.

"By the Moon..." She swear as she stepped into the place. This had to be the pits. the place stunk of burnt meat, overly sweater humans, and cigarette smoke. Weren't people suppose to smoke outside by order of federal law? "Let's just get this over with."

Her stomach gave a growl as she sat down and looked a the menu, trusting her instincts she was sure the food tasted worse then it was named. She couldn't be picky.

"Hey there," A waitress greeted them with an overly fake southern accent. "What can I get yall taday? We have a might fine special taday. Carolina sweet pataitas with-"

"I'll have the Texas steak with a side of mash potatoes only," Natalia didn't waste time to get her point across that she didn't want to hear it. Living up to her breeding, she pulled her sunglasses out and put them on, hidding that fac tthat her eyes were taking an animal like appearance now. "Hold the greens cause I frefuse to eat deep fried shit, and no I don't want gravy with it. Also I'll have a Sherly Temple with it and if you can't do one of those a Pepsi will be fine."

Well at lest she could act the part of a CEO just as well as her dad.

[dabillmann]

Bill just shook his head as Natalia pushed past him and followed her into the diner. Myriad scents assaulted his extra sensitive nose, none of them good. "Hmmm, maybe it SHOULd have been McDonalds on the road," he murmered as he and Natalia sat down.

He stfled a smile as Natalia gave her order. Boy! The girl DID have an attitude!

"Sure thing Honey," said the waitress non-plussed. She turned to Bill. "How about yoyu, handsome?"

"That sounded good," Bill answered, his own ston=mach growling a bit. "I'll have the same, make my steak rare, and fries instead of mashed." he thought about the hamburgers he had been fixing when he got the call. "Oh, and a bacon cheeseburger too. And a diet Pepsi to drink." Bill had been srinking diet soda for as long as he could remember. He was one of those guys who did not care for a lot of suger.

When the waitress had walked away to put in the order he turned to Natalia. "Well, it;'s not exactly a four star restraung is it?" he asked. "I don;t think there's anyplace else nearby. But there are some woods not too far away. We could shift and hunt if you prefer?" A lto of werewolves hunted fresh meat when they could. In fact, Buill himself had taken Natalia on her very first hunt.

[Kira_Wolf_Cub]

"Well, it;'s not exactly a four star restraung is it?" he asked. "I don;t think there's anyplace else nearby. But there are some woods not too far away. We could shift and hunt if you prefer?"

Natalia was leaning her head back, appearing to be trying to rest her neck. The truth was she was scanning the cars outside. Damn it, no trucks or vans. Just her luck. So much for sneaking a ride and ditching Bill. She try and hitch a ride with some damn ass teenage boys but the chance of Bill over hearing her and then hell would break loss. Some other time them.

"This is fine. Food is food," She muttered, showing at the lest despite her upper class big city attitude she wasn't a picky eater. Then she lulled her head to the side so that she was at lest facing Bill, though he couldn't see her eyes. "Still, wonder if they have ever cracked a window open in this place since they built it."

She might as well make the best of it. She hated eating while in a bad mood.

[dabillmann]

"Still, wonder igf they have ever cracked a window open in this place since they built it."

Bill chuckeled. This was more like the Natalia he knew. She always was quick with a sassy joke. "I doubt it," he said. "A lot of these places cultivate that particular.....aroma."

He wished natalia didn;t have to wear the shades, but her understood why. He always preferred to see somebodies eyes. Probably the job. Still, he took a good long look at ehr. He had always known she would grow up to be pretty, and he was right. he got a nostalgic smile on his face as he remembered the little girl he used to read bedtime stories to and bandage her skinned knees. She was gone though. It seemed like one minute she was an adorable little girl, then he went to the restroom and when he came back she was a beautiful young woman.

[Kira_Wolf_Cub]

Bill wasn't the only one that thought Natalia was beautiful. A small group of teenage boys were looking at her from a distance taking in the shift of the lunar goddess. Because she had always part taken in sports and disciplines like karate, Tai Chi, ballet, acrobatics, and so on, and it had left her with a slender and fit body. That and the hint of Russian aristocratic blood in her appearance made her excite and aluring.

Finally, one boy got up and walked over towards them.

"Hey there," Natalia rolled her head bored towards the male, holding her breath slightly. For the love of God, had he fallen into the bottle of cheap ass collon he owned? "I err... couldn't help but noticed you from over wher I was sitting-"

'Oh good lord not another one.' Natalia rolled her eyes behind the sunglasses but kept a polite smile on her face. At lest, idiotic boys she knew how to handle.

"-And I was wondering if maybe I could treat you to a drink of something?" The boy smiled a sickeningly sweet smile as he pushed his geasy hair out of his eyes. "What do you say doll."

"That's so sweet of you," She said and then pointed at Bill. "But you see, there's a problem in that plan. See him? Problem number one."

Okay so she was being mean by throwning Bill into the equation but no one ever said she had to be nice.

[dabillmann]

(Lunar Goddess! I love it!)

Bill smirked as the teen came over and asked Natalia if he could get her a drink. this was a diner not a singles bar! He watched Natalia closely, wondering how she would handle this refugee from a hormone factory.

'See him? Problem number one." She said indicating Bill.

Bill gave the teen a predatory smile. "Now don;t sell me short," he said. I am problems one two AND three.," he said with a very light growl, one that the teen couldn;t quite hear, but he registered nonetheless."Now why don;t you go back and sit down with your little friends before you spoil my appetite. And you DON'T wanna do that!"

The smile never left his face but there was something about the charisma werewolves had that could make even the most friendly smile menacing when that was what they wanted.