WHO: Malia Tate and OPEN WHAT: Exploring and hunting WHERE: The woods, downtown WHEN: Late Monday night, early Tuesday morning WARNINGS: She ate a rabbit? STATUS: Open/Ongoing
Being in Madison Valley sucked. Back home she'd graduated, they'd fixed everything, and she was going to be spending her summer in Paris meeting cute guys and having fun. Then, she woke up here. In freaking Indiana. Malia had no desire whatsoever to be in Indiana. Sure, there were some people here from home that were okay, like Allison and Isaac, but then there were super uncool people here like Theo and Peter. Who she was not going to refer to as Dad no matter what.
At least she'd graduated, and was over eighteen so that she didn't have to go to school or have any sort of Guardian. Having her own apartment was kind of cool, she had to admit that. She didn't even have that back home.
Unable to sleep, she'd gotten up in the middle of the night, transformed into a coyote, and headed out into the woods. The coyote in her liked to be in the wild, smelling the smells and understanding the world around her in a way that was utterly impossible to her human self. For several hours, she sniffed around, chasing a squirrel up a tree, smelling a deer but being too small to catch it, and finally feasting on a rabbit that she'd managed to catch. Then, hearing humans around as dawn broke and not wanting to get shot, she shifted back into a human - completely naked - and made her way back towards town.
She wasn't at all self conscious, although she found herself wishing that she'd remembered clothes since it was still a little cold outside, and she hated being cold. As she reached the edge of town, she reached up and wiped the blood from her mouth from the rabbit, but only managed to smear it a little.