yoga_werewolf (yoga_werewolf) wrote in tiberiusswann, @ 2009-02-15 18:06:00 |
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Entry tags: | fenrir |
Tuesday: 9/25/2007
Who: Fenrir
What: Fenrir gets pranked again
Where: Beginning in his room and then to Cassie's.
When: Tuesday, after yoga.
Yoga had gone without incident. After the general flood of rumors had gone through the school, all but the students devoted to learning the craft had abandoned the class, or realized it was a good idea to attend the late night classes designed around teaching. He was good at making people realize what to, and not to do.
He had been worrying lately about his anger, and what it was doing to him. He had gone a long time without being so ruled by his emotions, but he had also gone a long time living alone. It was different being in an institution with those who didn't understand the ways of the wolf. Infuriating even. But the yoga class was becoming the soothing experience it was meant to be, and he had been spending his time in meditation focusing on the crux of the matter, which was his viewing of all things as challenges.
It was this thought that was on his mind as he opened his door and suddenly found himself covered in glitter. With the sweat still sticking to his skin the glitter grabbed hold of him very well, and when he turned to face the mirror immediately in the entrance hallway, he let out a very loud roar of fury. He had been ridiculed again, and this time in a public display. His hand was through the mirror before he even realized what he was doing and there was a sickening crunch as he realized that there was now a very large hole in the wall, and he had just ground fragments of glass into his flesh.
He began to breath deep. He had to control himself. He'd been losing control too much and that wasn't how an alpha acted. He had to have control, to think about this. He had to figure out who had done this. As he felt his rage leaving, he realized he had missed something the last time, lost in the pit of rage he had been fueling. A scent in the air.
Of course there had been a scent before, but with an influx of students coming to him with questions, and the fact that he held the meditation sessions in his apartment, he had not been able to distinguish the scent well enough. But this was right after the yoga class and he had been getting better at cleaning up scents, as they drove him crazy in his spare time.
But now he could barely smell it. And as he sniffed further, he realized where it was most concentrated. On the slip of paper that had held the glitter. He turned it glitter side down inhaled deeply, getting the scent into his mind. Then it was time to track. He followed the scent through his room to the window and climbed through. It was tougher to catch the scent in the open air in his human form, so he shifted into a pure wolf and sniffed again, the scent clear to him. He followed it, through the courtyard, into the halls, ignoring the strange looks he got from students and staff alike, and finally ending at a door. He looked up and memorized the number on the door. He would have to control himself, he had been pushing the limits as of late and didn't want to upset the headmistress. He still had to abide by human rules, and so he would play this little game. There were ways of getting even without being violent.