,curiouser and curiouser (OPEN)

[scout harker]

remember those walls i built---------
WELL, BABY THEY'RE TUMBLING DOWN, THEY DIDN'T EVEN PUT UP A FIGHT,
-------------- THEY DIDN'T EVEN MAKE A SOUND

--- it probably wasn't everyday you saw a jaguar on a farm. partly because jaguars were supposedly creatures of the rainforest that resided in south america, but this jaguar was here now, perched in the branches of a normal oak tree through the line of a north american forest. why was this creature here? because she had been born in this city, that was why, for she was a shifter and not a jaguar. then, if she was honest, it amused her to sit in this tree and watch the wild glances of the animals below her. it made her day far more entertaining. so she would sit herself in this tree on ruggar farm and doze while spying on the world below her. being a shifter, the creature was really a ginger haired girl, but it was no secret to those who knew her that she preferred her animal form to that of her human one. the large spotted feline was so much funner to be than a simple human being. the predator was so much more imposing and drew more attention than a normal looking girl. but then, life as a human was so much easier than that of a big jungle cat. that was why the girl adored being a shifter, it gave her the best of both worlds.

--- a female named scout, that was her true form, a pretty but skinny, red haired girl. it was different to the golden and black creature that now stood up and stretched on the branch of the tree, scratching sharp claws along the bark attached to the wood. it took a split second for the creature to spin around and bound down the trunk of the tree, making it one of those 'blink and you'll miss it' moments. the shifter barely had four paws on the earth before the jaguar straightened up and morphed into a red haired girl who had a smile upon her pink lips. she swiftly bent down and pulled on a large black jacket as well as a pair of rugged jeans that had been dumped underneath the tree, something that could be guessed that she had placed there before climbing up to her usual branch. the girl stretched her hands out in front of her and yawned, running a hand through her hair afterward in an attempt to flatten it. then she walked through the thicket of trees, her hazel eyes flickered around, absorbing all that was around her as she moved into the open area of the farm.

--- the land seemed almost deserted apart from the usual farm land creatures, meaning there appeared to be no humans around, or shifters - but scout couldn't know for sure. this was one of the things that irritated her about her human form, her senses were so much weaker here, they didn't allow her to detect others nearly as easily as her animal form did. scout sighed in frustration at this and moved closer to a paddock full of horses, one of which had been watching her carefully when she had been in her jaguar form. the creature snorted and backed away as scout approached, and the girl rolled her eyes at the beast. "stupid creature." she muttered before leaning against the wooden fence and glancing around at the warm day around her. the land was so empty. scout was used to being alone, after all, the jaguar wasn't a pack animal, it was used to living on its own. but being part human as well, scout couldn't help but crave company every once in a while. she wanted to talk to others, form friendships and bonds. she didn't want to be forced to be alone for the majority of her life.

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[Cameron Walker]

;;The sun was warm on Cameron’s back as he continued to run, long past not knowing where he was. This didn’t bother him as much as one might have thought it should seeing as he had strayed from his normal path following a bird that looked to be flying somewhat low, taunting him and keeping up with what seemed like a game now. He, not having anything better to do on this particularly nice day, decided that he was going to catch this bird and… more than likely let it go. It seemed like a tiger would have eaten it after such a long bout of running and finally obtaining the prize but, right now it was just worth the chase and getting out of the house. What his stomach really wanted now was some fish and he definitely intended on getting some after he caught this winged clown which might not happen seeing as his legs were deciding it was time for him to stop and take a rest and by that time the bird would have surely been long gone. This damned thing needed to land so that he could oh-so-stealth-like catch up to him and pounce upon it.

;;This didn’t seem like the birds intentions and Cameron gave a low growl and came to a stop. What a stop it was as he plopped down onto the grass and onto his side, mouth open and panting. He didn’t know how long he had ran but he did know that he was looking at a mess of farm animals. Their stench had hit his nose as soon as he had lie in the grass but it hadn’t caught his attention but, now it did and he wish it hadn’t. Farm animals stink. He brought a paw up to cover his nose which wasn’t much helping his air intake. He needed to catch his breath and cool off but he didn’t want to be inhaling such stinky animals. He sat up and somewhat glared at the animals before shifting back into his more comfortable human form feeling that his nose wouldn’t be as sensitive to the stench from the animals. Standing, he stretched and took in his surroundings to see if he could make out where he was. Nope, he was pretty much clueless as to where he was. He was pretty sure, though, that if he tried he could find his way back. He could just follow his own scent back right? He hoped; he wasn’t good at that sort of thing seeing as he didn’t take to his animal form a lot and when he did he usually just laid around, went for a swim, or chased small animals. Didn’t need scents to do that and he never went out to unfamiliar places.

;;Regardless he was going to take a rest before he headed back. He was about to take his seat back in the cool grass until he noticed a figure, a woman. Sometimes his head could be so clouded. How didn’t he see her standing there? She was hanging around those stinky farm animals… But hey! Maybe she could tell him where he was. He made his way over making sure as to take his time so as to recollect his energy still. No matter what form he was in those animals still stunk and he was getting closer so the stench was getting greater. He wrinkled his nose a bit as he thought about all the things those smells could be coming from. He straightened his posture as he made his way up to the girl and put on a slight smile then cleared his throat slightly.

;;“Hello, Miss,” He greeted politely then became distracted by the horses near them. The great beast looked like they could trample him even if he shifted. He had never been this close to a horse and found them quite majestic… despite the smell. He looked back to her, mouth slightly agape for a moment, as he recollected his thoughts, and quickly closed it.

;;“I was wondering exactly as to my whereabouts.” He slowly looked back over to the hoofed creatures as one of them snorted in their direction.