Who disturbs my slumber? (open)

[carmen]

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"A man is a success if he gets up in the morning and gets to bed at night, and in between he does what he wants to do." - Bob Dylan
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It had been nearly thirty years since the horrific evening Carmen had been turned. She remembered it well, a day didn't go by when she didn't recount every second that had passed and think how she could have escaped her fate/ hindsight wasn't necessarily always a good thing, it some sometimes shrouded with regret. Although usually this scene that played in her mind was concluded by the question: would she change anything? If she ha the choice, would she prefer to be human once more? No, not at all. The painful transformation each full moon was a small price to pay to posses such strength and speed. Carmen had been trying her hardest to control her transformations although up to now she hadn't been very successfull. But then again, she had plenty of time to practice. She was able to transform BACK into her human form, but as for becoming a wolf, it was tricky, unless of course there was a full moon.

The night was had been noisy, the forest had been dark and gloomy. With each light breeze the leaves rustled gently on the trees, all manner of paws and claws had bounded between the trees. The leaves desperately trying to cling to their branches, to hold onto whatever life they had left until they eventually turned brown and the wind ripped them away from their home and to the grimy ground below. not many would tread in this place after nightfall, but Carmen had learned that was he best time to hunt. At nighttime the forest came alive, it was a whole new world. In the day it was eerie, yet pretty dull. If you wanted a good hunt, a good chase, then evening was the time to do it.

But now, as the early morning rays peeped through the canopy of leaves, all was quiet. Carmen opened one lazy eye and quickly closed it again against the harsh morning light. She lay there for a moment or two, her mind awake but her body refusing to catch up. It wasn't until her senses started to notice other details that she moved into a sitting position. The ground was damp with dew and it was cold...very cold. She pulled her knees up to her chest and wrapped her arms around them upon realizing just how very naked she was. normally she would be sure to leave a pile of clothes somewhere if she was going hunting, but last night she hadn't planned.

She took a moment to pull a few wet leaves from her hair and rub some dirt from her face. Inspecting her nails she soon realized this wasn't dirt...this was blood. The dried blood stained her chin, over her collar bone, running down between her breasts to her stomach. Her inner wolf didn't exactly have the best table manners. Half the time she wondered if she ate her prey or simply writhed around in it. Either way her hunt had been successfull as her brown eyes fell upon a nearby carcass, a mixture of blood, bones and fur. The animal unrecognizable. She allowed herself a small smug grin. So she'd had a successful night as a wolf. Hopefully tonight she'd echo this success as a human. perhaps walk until she found the closet inn, drink herself into a stupor and see if she could convince another drunk woman to her bed for the night, it was always nice to wake up next to a warm body, even if you did have to sneak out.

She stretched and yawned widely with the threat of dislocating her jaw. Rubbing her hands over her face and clawing the sleep from her eyes and stood up swaying slightly while she found her feet. Ok...now what? Carmen was confident in her own body, she would spend most of her time nude, if she was alone in her own space. But here was public ground, she couldn't exactly wander into town wearing nothing but a smile. More importantly she had to get out of the woods, as a wolf she knew she was stronger and more powerful, but as a human she could respect there were probably things within these trees a great deal stronger than her. She would simply have to threaten, beg or steal the clothes from the next person she saw. With a sigh she started a fast paced walk in the direction that looked the friendliest. If she walked in a straight line, she'd be out of the woods soon enough, then she'd be able to navigate where exactly she was, along with the nearest town.

Words: 769
Tags: Open
Clothing: Nothing
Notes: I'll fight you for your clothes!