Relationship Status: It's Complicated
The events of Dragonflower had been interesting. What had been a moment to experience a free run had ended in disasterous embarrassment for the giant wolf of a man known as Gerwald Lechner. In his eagerness to run he had transformed before removing his pants, and they were torn beyond use. That would not have been a problem save for the fact [member="Katrine Van-Derveld"] had done the same and stolen her shirt to cover herself.
When it came time to transform Gerwald was left with nothing to wear in the presence of the two women who had been with him. The nightmother had not been the only one running through the woods. [member="Scherezade deWinter"] had been with them as well, and while there was something ancient about her, she also appeared to be young… too young for the giant to not feel some extreme level of embarrassment that she had seen every detail of his body.
While the witches seemed to have little regard for a lack of clothing, in fact they seemed more comfortable nude than clothed, Gerwald was raised by parents that enforced certain rules of modesty and decorum. He was usually careful, as a Lupine he had to be, and in this case the thrill had caught him off guard.
It was a nice evening, too nice to keep up the avoidance that had been his pattern for the past week. The fire called to him, the clear sky, even the slight chill on the air pulled him out of his lodging. He had yet to join the Knights Obsidian in their accommodations. While he was one of them he felt more at home closer to where the witches camped. The realization of the Lupines had been a stronger pull to him.
Tonight he made sure he was fully clothed. Gerwald was dressed to remain warm, but more importantly, not be seen naked. This was a chance to get to know people who were not from Stewjon more than he had already done so. Gerwald had left the planet to discover who he really was, and what the galaxy could offer. The more he thought about it the more he realized Stewjon had been a prison of sorts for him.
He sat on a log near the fire. A mug of ale was in his hand. He took a long drink from it and as it was sat next to him his eyes caught a glimpse of Scherezade. She was there. He sighed as he tried to not avoid her, but also not be seen. It was hopeless because of how large he was, but Gerwald could try. He was still embarrassed.
When it came time to transform Gerwald was left with nothing to wear in the presence of the two women who had been with him. The nightmother had not been the only one running through the woods. [member="Scherezade deWinter"] had been with them as well, and while there was something ancient about her, she also appeared to be young… too young for the giant to not feel some extreme level of embarrassment that she had seen every detail of his body.
While the witches seemed to have little regard for a lack of clothing, in fact they seemed more comfortable nude than clothed, Gerwald was raised by parents that enforced certain rules of modesty and decorum. He was usually careful, as a Lupine he had to be, and in this case the thrill had caught him off guard.
It was a nice evening, too nice to keep up the avoidance that had been his pattern for the past week. The fire called to him, the clear sky, even the slight chill on the air pulled him out of his lodging. He had yet to join the Knights Obsidian in their accommodations. While he was one of them he felt more at home closer to where the witches camped. The realization of the Lupines had been a stronger pull to him.
Tonight he made sure he was fully clothed. Gerwald was dressed to remain warm, but more importantly, not be seen naked. This was a chance to get to know people who were not from Stewjon more than he had already done so. Gerwald had left the planet to discover who he really was, and what the galaxy could offer. The more he thought about it the more he realized Stewjon had been a prison of sorts for him.
He sat on a log near the fire. A mug of ale was in his hand. He took a long drink from it and as it was sat next to him his eyes caught a glimpse of Scherezade. She was there. He sighed as he tried to not avoid her, but also not be seen. It was hopeless because of how large he was, but Gerwald could try. He was still embarrassed.