Rainy Days (Open)

[Margaret Fox]

Margaret sat in the living room on the floor. It was around 8PM and it was already dark out side. It felt a bit lonely, what, being in the huge dorm like house with a Den Mother who had no one else to look after than yourself. The fireplace was set on low, and Margaret had all the lights out. The room was lit by the small fire, and a few street lamps. Margaret had busied her self with setting up domino's in different arrangements, than, tapping one to see them all fall down. She had a deck of cards that had been discarded one by one in her attempt to make a card castle.

She knew that her Den Mother would probably be coming in soon in give her an earful on the mess, and make her clean it up. She managed to enjoy the little mess she had made, and got a little thrill knowing that She's lasted this long in her mess. Margaret had been out all day in the woods, mostly running around in her wolfish form. She had changed all the way back, all she had left was her tail that spouted out. She's made a little hole in her jeans for her tale, so it poked out between the back pockets of her pants. Her tail tapped the floor slightly. Margaret was siting criss-crossed, and her tail soon curled around her bottom, while the tip of her tail rested on her foot. Margaret began to hum slightly to the theme of "This Old Man."

[Madam Smith]

Seems like everybody's got a price,

I wonder how they sleep at night.[/b][/size][/color][/font]

Jane had just finished cleaning up after dinner. She was in a light blue dress, one of her favorites for everyday wear, blue sandals and a nice looking necklace and earring set. Now that the counter was spotless and everything was in it's place it was time for nothing. There was nothing more boring than a clean to-do list, in her opinion. The garden was tidy, so was her room. She she check on the resident rooms? Maybe. She tucked in all the chairs around the dining table while she thought this. She bit the side of her lip a little when she realized, she was out of things to do. Perhaps she should hang around the living room? Yes, that sounded like a fun idea, well not really but it was best to keep oneself occupied in this dark time.

She walked into the living room to find another mess. Seems I'm not without a task after all... she thought quietly to herself-not at all minding. Nevertheless she had to show that this couldn't happen all the time or the residents would walk all over her! She raised her eyebrows a tiny notch when she walked in, a smile on the edges of her lips. She sat down without saying a word, her eyes thoughtful. She waved her fingers a little and the scattered cards gracefully flew onto the coffee table, making a very neat pile on the surface. She smiled, "If your bored we can play a card game." she offered kindly.

Can we all slow down and enjoy right now
Guarantee we'll be feeling Alright.[/font][/b][/size][/color]

Notes ::
Outfit :: [/font][/b][/color] Here[/center]

[Margaret Fox]

Margaret was soon sucked out of her dream world by the sound of Madam Smith's voice. She looked up at her, and her tail twitched slightly, as she was a bit surprised. She stared at her Den Mother for a few seconds than managed to speak. "Um, yea, sure." she said as she quickly collected the domino's, and put them back in the metal container. They were a bit unorganized, but Margaret could all ways fix them up at a later date, or wait for Madam Smith to take care of it, though she highly doubted that was going to happen.

She didn't know what she thought of Madam Smith, she was defiantly Motherly, more so than her own Mother at times. She squirmed a bit till she was standing on her knees, than she sat carefully down on them, making sure to lay her tail down flat so it rested against her legs and feet. God, if she didn't pay attention to it, she'd sit on her own tail, and she would not do that again. When ever she got a piece of her wolfish body injured, she made the sound that dogs do when they get hurt, or howled, and ended up sobbing.

[Madam Smith]

Seems like everybody's got a price,

I wonder how they sleep at night.[/b][/size][/color][/font]

Jane nodded, sensing the awkwardness but ignoring it. She had learned that when you let those things run your life-your life wasn't exactly a life. "Any game you'd like to play?" she asked, blinking. She knew lots of card games, most actually. She liked games, she wasn't sure why. Perhaps it was just an interest of hers.

She sat at the edge of the couch and clapping her hands on her lap twice and resting them on her knees. One hand pushed some of her bangs from her face that wasn't secured by her bow-pin and tucked it behind her ear. She flicked her other hand and the cards floated about a foot from the table and began to shuffle themselves.

Can we all slow down and enjoy right now
Guarantee we'll be feeling Alright.[/font][/b][/size][/color]

Notes ::
Outfit :: [/font][/b][/color] Here[/center]

[Margaret Fox]

"Umm.." Margaret mused, moving her eyes to the top as far as they would go, as if she were trying to look back into her brain. "Go Fish?" she asked. She knew that game pretty well, and it was pretty simple, and if you weren't playing against a 3 or 5 year old, it could actually be fun. But than again, to Madam Smith, she probably was very much like a 5 year old, with the age difference, and the fact she was supposed the 'parent' Margaret, along with the other residents. She didn't know how much Madam Smith would like coming onto the floor, not that it was dirty, it was just Madam Smith seemed more of a table and chairs kind of person.

Margaret could feel her hearing become a bit sharper, and was aware that her hair was being parted , and on each side of her head, two golden shaded wolfish ears sprang from her head. They soon moved from the sides of her head till they were nearly on the top of her head. Her tail waked the ground, showing her slight annoyance of the ears. She knew that Madam Smith wasn't going to scold her, or even show much interest in her ears. Wait... Had she even seen them before? Had Margaret even bothered to tell her she was half werewolf? Oh God.... what if she wasn't allowed to go out at midnight when a full moon was out?