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THE AUTUMN MEME

It's that time of year again; Autumn.
Whether it's raking the leaves or running to Starbucks for a Pumpkin Spice Latte,

the season is back upon us and it's time to enjoy it before winter comes.

Scenarios:
Look at all the pretty colors - Maybe you just feel like strolling down the street and looking at all the leaves turning colors. Maybe you're shopping for something to fit in with the autumn theme. Or you could be setting up an easel to try to capture how the trees look like they're on fire. Just enjoy the turning shades.

I didn't agree to be in this movie - Yes, it's that time again, fog time. It can be creepy or beautiful or both and guess what? You're trapped in it. Are you alone? Are you at home looking out the windows, or stuck somewhere waiting for it to clear so you can drive? Maybe you're walking home late at night and the fog is as creepy as hell and was that the sound of someone sharpening an axe?

Something to warm the cockles - Coffee house prompt. You want your pumpkin spice latte and you want it now. Or maybe you want extra nutmeg. Or maybe someone made a pumpkin cheesecake and you want the line to move faster before someone gets the last piece. You're in a coffee house and there's coffee. Have fun with that.

I just raked that - Yes, it's lawncare time. You've been ordered to clean up your yard and make nice efficient piles. Or maybe you're strolling down the street and you happen to see a nice pile just begging you to jump in. Or push your friend. Or maybe someone's dog or cat is hiding in one and is ready to jump out and scare the crap out of you. Only one way to find out.

But it's only so many days until Halloween - Oh. You're one of those. The ones that love Halloween and start setting things up as soon as there's a slight briskness to the air. Well, time to go shopping. Or maybe you need to start setting up the decorations in the window. Or the yard. Or buying candy to appease the inevitable hordes. Halloween comes but once a year, so get ready for it while you can.

Wildcard - There are plenty of autumn activities to do. Make some up on your own, be it strolling with a friend or curling up with someone special and enjoying something sweet

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McCree loves the Autumn himself. It is his favorite season. The air is crisp and cool...and his nose in either form can pick up the incredible smells from the plants...as well as all the special seasonal food and drink of the season. There is a heavy morning fog in this part of the country that he can really appreciate. It lets him stay in wolf form a little longer. It feels proper, given the season. He prolongs his shifted time by will in this thick fog, making his way through the thick fog.

He's big in any form and as a wolf, he's big...too big to be a dog, but too thick to be a proper wolf. His shoulders are too broad across and he's got a much thicker build. His front paws don't look right if you actually took the time to look at them, either. The digits are thick and elongated, looking likes hands stretched out, but with distinct canine pads on the bottom.

He's moving a lot slower than normal, so if anyone was watching, they'd surely catch a glimpse of him in the fog as he made his way back to where he had left his clothes.

Newt, being a keen observer, can hardly miss the impressive form of a wolf lumbering down the street through the fog, beautiful in his fur. But wait. He squints, moves closer to the window. Years of studying creatures of all kinds has honed his powers of observation, and upon closer inspection, he finds some interesting things about the wolf. Firstly that it's solitary; wolves, from what he knows of them, tend to travel in packs. And then there's the sheer size of the wolf walking. Not to mention his front paws which almost more resemble human hands than anything else.

Newt's eyes widen as the realization strikes him. Pastry and coffee suddenly forgotten, he leaves his place in line to follow after the beautiful creature.

"Aren't you magnificent?" He says, making his way cautiously towards what he assumes is a werewolf, though unlike any he's seen before.

McCree hears a very human voice and stops in his tracks, fur bristling. His tail dives between his legs, as if he has been caught with his pants down. The wolf's ears pin for a moment before they swivel back to being alert. He stands still, slowly turning around and sniffing , attempting to locate the source of the sound.

He spots Newt and the man seems...friendly. His tail gives a tentative wave behind him.

Newt is careful to stop moving when the wolf pauses, not wanting to startle or offend the creature. He's seen enough in his field work to know that one should always use caution when any creature stops like that. The bristling fur being another sign that the werewolf might be feeling defensive.

He can't help but smile at the friendly-seeming wag of the wolf's tail, however.

"Hello," he says, waving back. "Nice morning for a stroll, isn't it?"

McCree pins one of his ears, but the other stays up. He looks Newt up and down. There's no gun...no weapon he can see. That's good, that's safe. There's a smell...a sort of scented aura about the man. There was definitely more to him than met the eye. Well, that makes two of them, then.

McCree can't help but feel that Newt has taken him for what he is...and it has been years since anyone has done that but that was a question directed at him, wasn't it?

Well, he might as well test it.

The werewolf took a few steps forward before he sat down and obviously nodded, adding a happy "boof" in agreement.

Edited 2017-09-30 01:18 (UTC)

The werewolf observes him, which, in his current form, might strike others as bizarre, or perhaps amusing. But Newt's used to such inspection from his work, having experienced many creatures deciding whether he was a threat or not. He has his wand tucked safely away in his coat pocket specifically tailored for it, so his hands are currently open and empty.

He grins as the werewolf steps forward, sitting down and answering his question, apparently.

"Yes, I thought so too," he says. "I've always enjoyed a bit of fog myself. It does wonders, especially, for all of this lovely foliage."

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