(Okay..... So....... I don't know where to go with this. Mind if I try starting?)
((yeah, sorry, guess im not great at starting. How were we going to have them meet up?))
(I'm not trying to say that. I just don't know where to go from your starter... Um you said forest-village. What exactly are you meaning by that? Sorry I'm being so complicated. :()
((no no, it's fine...guess I just meant a secluded-kinda village in the woods?...somewhere close to nature but a little bit of civilization
I was kinda thinking your character could have the pie, otherwise be there when he tries to take if from someone else? idk, you know your plan for your character, and I'm just winging it with Fred))
(So your character is like a wild animal type deal? I'm just trying to understand like how you're thinking. Because my character wouldn't be like fending for herself really...)
((well, id like him a little more human-like than he was in my first post, like trying to be human but constantly overruled by dog thoughts, and those are only blotted out by anger and pain and such. Loveable like a puppy in normal state, loveable like a cute guy otherwise :3))
(Alright. I'll attempt to reply soon.)
((kk, school starts soon, so ill be on less. No rush XD))
(Sorry I haven't replied yet. I've been busy and it's gotten away from me. I will as soon as I can.)
Amity was walking down the side of the road with a pie in her hands. It was covered up so it wouldn't get cold since it was a nice walk from her grandmother's house to her own. She sighed softly as she went on her way, making sure not to drop it though that wasn't really a problem since she was naturally graceful.
(Sorry it's short. D:)
Frederick sprinted toward the source of the delectable odor, finnaly bursting into the street where Amity was walking with her pie. He perked up when he saw her, and, realizing that the reason she smelled faintly of cat was because she was as cat, began barking at her aggressively. Though this was nothing more than an imitation of a dog's bark, since he was using human vocal cords.
Amity's small form froze when the dog started to bark. She whimpered quietly, trying to keep a hold of the pie she had in her hands. She didn't want to let it drop for she'd probably be severely punished. "Stop. Please." she whimpered, hiding her face from the dog. She was already frightened of dogs so this was just adding to it. She had a hat on to cover her ears and her tail was tucked in her jeans. Not many people liked to see a half cat girl walking around so she tried to keep it hidden.
((sry, forgot to say he changed back to look more human now))
The cat's whimpering scared him. He realized she didn't look like a cat, she just really, really, really smelled like one. But even his dog-dominated brain knew that his nose must be fooling him, for she didn't look anything like a cat. His memory told her she was just a normal person, and he liked people. They petted him on the head sometimes. He slinked up to her, bowing his head, and rubbed against her leg, hopping for a scratch behind the ears.
Amity was still extremely scared of the male. She could smell the dog and it made her want to run away. "Please don't hurt me." Amity whispered, fear leaking from her high pitched voice. When he rubbed against her leg she made no move to touch him. Out of fear of course that he'd snap at her. "G-Good boy." she whispered, peeking down at him a little.
Fred decided he liked this person. She wasn't kicking him or yelling at him or anything, so that must make them best friends. He happily licked her hand and wimpered, hoping with all his heart that she would pet him.
The girl flinched back when she felt the dog's tongue on her hand, thinking it would bite her. She looked down at hit to see its begging though and bit her bottom lip hard, "Don't bite me." she whispered and hesitantly patted his head, keeping a hold of her pie in her other arm.
Fred let his tongue hang out of his mouth and panted in contentment. She pet him, so now she was his very bestest friend. He heard her say "bite" and something that sounded like "no", so he stopped licking her hand, but continued to nuzzle her. He could still sense her fear, and wanted her to stop being afraid of whatever she was afraid of.
Amity's ears were flat on her head from under her hat from how scared and nervous she was. "I have to go." she breathed out, taking her hand away to hurry away from the strange dog-boy. She needed to get her grandmother's pie home before she got in trouble.
Fred was confused. The girl who smelled like a cat was running away? She was still holding the delicious pie, and she had just pet him...
She must want to play...
The thought resonated like a gong inside his primitive brain--he instantly chased after her, tongue flapping in the breeze, eyes wild, barking wildly.
Amity's eyes went large when she realized that the strange dog was chasing her. "Stop!" she shrieked and started to run, moving to the forest. She didn't get very far before she tripped over something, dropping the pie so it fell out into the dirt. Her hat also came off, showing off her fluffy ears which matched the colour of her hair. Tears came to Amity's eyes from embarrssment and fear. She was in so much trouble and knew it when she saw the ruined pie.