rυnnιng wιтн wolveѕ • тнe wolғ pacĸ/werewolғ aυ мeмe

[sugar_sickness]

• leader oғ тнe pacĸ
тнιѕ ιѕ yoυr pacĸ. нow do yoυ rυn тнιngѕ?
• нυnтιng
goттa ғeed тнe pacĸ
• cнallenge
a cнallenge нaѕ вeen тнrown down вy anoтнer wolғ or yoυrѕelғ. do yoυ accepт or rυn? are yoυ deғendιng yoυr нonor or are yoυ aғтer тнe тop ѕpoт ιn тнe pacĸ?
• нυnтed
yoυ're noт тнe вιggeѕт тнιng on тнe ғood cнaιn нere. wнaт'ѕ aғтer yoυ? rιval pacĸѕ, нυмanѕ, or ѕoмeтнιng ѕυpernaтυral lιĸe yoυ?
• lone wolғ
no pacĸ. no ғaмιly. jυѕт drιғтιng. wιll тнaт ever cнange? do yoυ wanт ιт тo?
• ιnтrυder
eιтнer anoтнer wolғ нaѕ coмe ιnтo yoυr тerrιтory or a нυмan нaѕ ѕтυмвled υpon pacĸ тerrιтory. wнaт do?
• new вlood
yoυ've вeen newly тυrned or jυѕт ғoυnd yoυr pacĸ. нow are yoυ ѕeттlιng ιn? ιѕ ιт eaѕy or dιғғιcυlт?
• large/ѕмall pacĸ
wнaт ѕιze ιѕ yoυr pacĸ? do yoυ coмe ғroм a large ғaмιly wιтн a loт oғ нerιтage or ιѕ ιт jυѕт a нandғυl oғ yoυ ĸeepιng ιт ѕιмple?


poѕт wιтн yoυr cнaracтer and ғandoм ιn тнe ѕυвjecт lιne.
oтнerѕ roll or jυѕт pιcĸ a proмpт ғor тнe ѕcenarιo
тag aroυnd and вe eхcellenт тo eacн oтнer!

Comments

[lunarwolf]

"You're good at it," he said, patting RJ's shoulder. "And I'm glad of it. Between you and Willie, you make sure I eat good."

[spiritofthewolf]

"Wouldn't want our bouncer to starve, now would we?" RJ said with a smile, though in his mind, bouncer was replaced with many other things he couldn't say out loud,

When they reached the Roadhouse, RJ disappeared into the kitchen to start on breakfast and the prep work for that night.

[lunarwolf]

And Merrick started his usual cleaning, sweeping everything up, pulling the chairs down for the day, polishing tables - getting everything ready so that he and RJ could take the necessary time to prepare for the upcoming night.

[spiritofthewolf]

A bit later, RJ came out with two stacks of pancakes, covered in strawberry compote. "Breakfast!" He called to Merrick before retreating back into the kitchen for juice for Merrick and tea for himself.

[lunarwolf]

"They smell amazing," he said, and when the plate was put in front of him, he smiled, leaning over to take a long, deep inhale of that scent. "Mm. Perfect. And a start with a little sugar is just what we need."

They'd need the energy.

[spiritofthewolf]

Merrick enjoying his food had always been a weak spot for RJ. He really needed to stop making things like this but he couldn't help it. He liked having someone to cook for who genuinely liked everything he made. "There is a reason it's called comfort food." He laughed lightly as he started eating.

[lunarwolf]

"I wish I could show you some of the things I used to eat, but they don't really exist anymore," he said, sighing. "And I've never been a great cook, anyway. I just know how to make the most basic stuff -- though Willie has taught me a few things." A few. But nothing like this, which Merrick was eating heartily.

[spiritofthewolf]

RJ was going to regret this but.. "I could teach you, if you want. Then, maybe we could recreate some of the things you used to eat. It may not be exact but we can try." It would be fun and it could be a way to give back to Merrick for everything he'd done for him.

[lunarwolf]

"We'll see." Giving RJ a smile, he popped a bit of strawberry into his mouth. "I kind of like having people cook for me, though. It definitely tastes better."

[spiritofthewolf]

"Oh I see how it is!" RJ teased with a laugh around a bite full of pancakes. "You want people to wait on you."

[lunarwolf]

A grin spread across his face. "Well, when you're so good at it..."

[spiritofthewolf]

"Flattery will get you no where." RJ said, punctuated by a strawberry on his fork. "Or is it everywhere? I can never remember and the expression works either way in different context."

[lunarwolf]

It got him a laugh and a nudge against his shoulder. "See, that's why you're so good at it."

[spiritofthewolf]

"I'm good at cooking because you flatter me? Think very highly of yourself, don't you." RJ nudged back then settled into really eat.

[lunarwolf]

"Everybody's good at something. I'm good at manual labor, you're good at cooking." He was still smiling as he followed RJ's example, though, and really dug into his pancakes. The compote was wonderful, and the pancakes were perfect. He really couldn't get much better than this.

[spiritofthewolf]

"You are good at things besides manual labor." RJ replied when he stopped eating to take a break from some tea. That didn't seem like a fair comparison.

[lunarwolf]

Merrick shrugged. "I was simplifying. You're good at more than cooking, too, RJ."

[spiritofthewolf]

"I know. It's just...manual labor doesn't seem...skilled enough to be something one is good at. You just...do it." He knew he was messing this up and he was likely just offending Merrick at this point.

[lunarwolf]

"Trust me - it's completely possible to be bad at manual labor," he shrugged. "I've seen it."

[spiritofthewolf]

"You're right. I'm sorry. That...that came out wrong." He looked down at his pancakes to hide his embarrassed blush. Way to go, dumbass.

[lunarwolf]

But Merrick shook his head. "Nah, it's all right. I wasn't making a serious statement or anything."

[spiritofthewolf]

RJ shrugged and concentrated on eating, to the point he was soon finished. He drank his tea as he waited for Merrick. "I'll clean up." He insisted softly.

[lunarwolf]

"Thanks..." But he was confused as he let RJ take his plate, his pancakes gone. Something had happened and he wasn't quite sure what.

[spiritofthewolf]

He'd offended him and even if Merrick didn't think so, RJ still felt the embarrassment of it. He needed the excuse of cleaning up to get away to clear his head. He'd be useless for their mission otherwise. "I'm going to finish my prep for tonight. Come join me when you are ready to start planning." Then he was gone, disappeared into the safety of the kitchen with the remains of breakfast.

[lunarwolf]

"RJ--" Merrick stood before he got all the way away. "Is something wrong?" He'd never know what was going on if he didn't ask.