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Shylock Scrome

Werewolf Festival 2018: The Bear Necessities (Open)

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Shy had been itching to get out the city for months so when he heard about the Werewolf festival in the little town of Dawnbreak from some folks talking about it on social media he was over the moon. He had loaded, or rather negotiated,  a barely caffeinated Jessica into the car at dawn and had made the drive practically humming with excitement at the prospect of bad fair food, music, and good company.

Once they had arrived at the city it had taken a moment or two to find parking but soon Shy was emerging from his forest green Subaru like a jack-in-the-box with a wide goofy grin on his face. Jessica, he noted, slid from the passenger side like a angry cat roused from a nap in the sun. She looked a vision of some Vakeyrie queen with golden hair twisted upon her head in something far too elaborate to simply call a 'bun' but the look on her perfectly make-uped face spoke of murder.

"I'm getting coffee," she said in a terse tone that booked little argument from Shy and she stalked off with a click of her boots against the pavement.

Shy wasn't too worried about losing her since the town wasn't that big and so, settling the scarf around his neck started to stroll in the direction that he heard people and smelled food.  Jess, once she'd had a few cups of coffee, would become her usual self and find him. Or, in a worst case, she'd call him. As he walked he found himself whistling along with a tune he heard and the bear seemed to almost radiate warm fuzzies.

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Despite the demands of her profession, Rylee wasn't a morning person. Left to her own devices she would have still been buried under a mound of soft blankets and pillows with the cat purring somewhere among the mix. Unfortunately, a small town vet didn't have ideal hours - or true off time, really. 

She'd spent most of the latter part of the last night shoulder deep in a heifer helping to deliver a breeched calf. 

As a vet, Rylee was accustomed to all kinds of gross. So the ordeal hadn't diminished her appetite any. 

As a pregnant woman... well, things were just odd. Her skin felt strange, formerly pleasant smells made her sick and her appetite had no rhyme or reason. She hadn't even intended to stop through at the festival so much as had driven by and smelled something that she just had. to. have. 

Would have been nice if her werewolf boyfriend were along to sniff it out for her. 

As it was that was how a distracted Rylee came to blunder right into the whistling man. He barely seemed to move as she bounced off of him, staggering to get her balance back, and stuttered a reflexive apology. 

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Shy wasn't expecting to be knocked into but when he did he responded with the ease of one accustomed to being blundered into. Strong hands came out to the woman's shoulders to steady her so that she didn't topple over and the gentle giant grinned down at the woman as she apologized.

"Don't worreh 'bout it Miss. I wasn't lookin where I was goin," his Southern drawl was warm and friendly but there lingered some formality that spoke of upper crust. He gave her a quick once over, "You're not hurt are you?"

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Shy gave her a once over, the woman looked tired but he wasn't going to say such thing since Momma Scrome had taught him that it would be rude. He nodded and offered her his hand, "Shy Scrome. Nice ta meet ya."

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"Rylee Windsor," she countered as she reached to accept the gesture and return it firmly, "nice to meet you Shy. Or run into you I guess," she gave a half smile that soon broke into a yawn that she quickly covered with a hand, "sorry. Late night," Rylee grimaced, "I should probably just go home and hibernate a while but I'm just really in the mood for shitty food." 

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"Well," Shy said drawing out the vowel a little as he glanced over towards the food booths and trucks that lined a portion of the town square, "I happen ta see a smorgasbord of shitty food over yonder. Was 'bout to investigate myself and see if they have any funnel cake. If y'all don't mind company."

Like the gentleman Momma Scrome had raised him to be Shy offered the tired woman his arm. He supposed it was rather forward of him but this Rylee Windsor wasn't setting off any red flags to send him into a panic attack and so he decided to follow his therapist's advice and go with the flow.

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Rylee hesitated initially, if only because it was a small town and word had gotten around about her relationship with Logan. Considering she was only a few years older than his oldest... well, the old gossips in town found it absolutely scandalous and just loved to talk about it. She knew that courtesy of her disapproving grandmother. 

She was sure they'd love it even more of one of them spotted her paling around with some other guy. 

"Sure, why not," she ended up agreeing, determining not to let the opinions of a few old biddies ruin her fun, "funnel cake does sound pretty good." 

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"Specially if we can find it with some of that cherry drizzle," Shy said in agreement as she took his arm. He modified his pace to accommodate the fact that Rylee was a head or so shorter than he was but he moved like a man who was accustomed to escorting a lady. "So, Miss Rylee, you one of the locals or a transplant?"

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"Local," Rylee answered with a smile as she glanced up at him, "grew up here, left for college then ended up coming back. My folks run the local vet operation so I came back to take over, try to keep it alive another generation. So that said if I smell like a cow don't judge me."

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Shy laughed a little and he shook his head, "I'm a city boy. Wouldn't know cow smell from anything else. But its nice you comin back to help your folks."

There was a warmth to Shy's tone that suggested the man valued family ties. He guided their steps so that they were walking along the row of food booths and he slowed his pace so that there was time to read the menu's on the hand painted signs. The smell of fried food, cooked meat, and sugar was enough to overpower any smell either of them would have emitted.

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"Then you obviously haven't driven through the ranch lands out east," Rylee laughed at his claim. 

He had an easy presence about him. She wasn't really the best with new people. More one of those sorts that used  facade of aloof confidence as a cover for well... sub par social skill. Other people made things seem so fluid and easy, where she relied on a script of sorts - they say a thing in x category, she had a small handful of appropriate responses lined up to answer with. 

It still kind of baffled her that a guy like Logan had even looked at her twice.

Rylee shook that thought off and glanced up at her foraging companion, "So did you come out for the festival or...?" 

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Shy was looking at a sign for strawberry drizzled funnel cake when Rylee asked her question and when he turned to look at her the bear was in his eyes. Both the man and the bear clearly wanted funnel cake. "Oh I'm here for the food... I mean, the festival... saw it on Facebook and figured it was worth drivin out from Corinth ta take a look."

He pointed at the booth now and looked hopeful. "Shall we?"

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Rylee couldn't help but stifle a laugh at the quick correction, "I'm here for the food too," she grinned at her newfound companion, "I wasn't even thinking about it until I drove by and smelled it," she admitted, "so definitely yes. Give me all the shitty, delicious food." 

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Shy steered her in the direction of the que in front of the booth where he got a few stares from the other people in line but he figured it was because he was really tall. "How many you want?" he asked perusing the menu and noting they had more than just strawberry drizzle, he temporarily released his arm from hers to fish for his wallet.

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Shy looked at Rylee, the epitome of innocence with his large goofy grin and the slight coloring of his cheeks along the edges of his beard. "Sorreh," he said having the good grace to be a bit bashful as he rubbed his hand against the back of his neck, "I just tend ta assume that everyone is gonna eat as much as I do. One it is, y'want the chocolate drizzle, the strawberreh, or both?"

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They got to the front of the line and Shy ordered three funnel cakes. One for Rylee with chocolate and strawberry dizzle and two for himself with all the drizzle they were willing to put on it. When the carboard containers of fried and drizzled goodness arrived he handed one off to Rylee with a fork before paying and collecting his own food. Even before they stepped away from the cart he was biting off the edge of the funnel cake and sprinkling powdered sugar into his beard.

"Mmmmmm," he said around his food. "Think they use a lil coconut oil in this."

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He paid up before Rylee could even reach for her money. She eyed him for a moment but decided to let it go - she'd pick up the next. Instead she turned her attention to her own and started to dig in, humming softly as she bit in, "Oh, fuck, that's so good," she hummed, then scoffed a little, "sorry," she said quickly, apologizing for her language. 

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Shy had shoved half the funnel cake in his mouth before he realized she was addressing him directly. He stared at her with his cheeks puffed out, full of funnel cake, a slightly panicked expression on his face. He mumbled something that sounded remotely like 'its ok' before chewing. It was about this time that a sound of disgust from just behind him sounded.

"Shylock Scrome, your mother would be so proud," the announcement resulted in Shy turning with a rather sheepish expression to the tall blond woman who approached them.

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Rylee turned with Shy to see the woman that had approached. She glanced between the pair, trying to gauge the appropriate response to give. In the end she wound up staying silent, feeling a little awkward while she used the back of her wrist to scrub the powdered sugar and syrup off her mouth. 

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Shy was at a loss, frantically trying to chew his way through the funnel cake already in his mouth. He looked from Rylee to Jessica and Jessica to Rylee with a pleading expression that someone say something because he couldn't. Shy suddenly wished he'd thought to get something to drink because the cake was now a little dry.

Jessica sighed in that way that all elder siblings do when their younger sibling does something incredibly dumb. She looked at Rylee and offered a polite yet reserved smile that didn't entirely reach her eyes. "Jessica Scrome, Shy's sister."  The accent was there but gentler and more refined sounding, like someone accustomed to speaking in public. Her eyes dropped to the second funnel cake in her brother's hand and she raised an eyebrow.

Shy just grinned through the funnel cake back at his sister like a kid that had been caught stealing cookies.

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Rylee swallowed thickly and a little bit too hard to clear her mouth, resulting in a soft cough, "Rylee Windsor," she managed to return the greeting, voice a tad strained in spite of herself. She swallowed again and managed to compose more, "Um... Shy's snacking companion?" she explained a little tentatively, glancing to her newfound friend as he grinned sheepishly with the powdered sugar dusting the slight stubble around his mouth, "Nice to meet you Jessica," she tacked on - though it came off as more of a question than a statement. 

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A bit of a smile touched at the corner of Jessica's mouth when Rylee described herself as Shy's snacking companion but she didn't say anything. Instead she focused her attention back on Shy, or namely the second funnel cake he had in his hand.

"Did you intend to eat that all yourself?" Jessica seemed to already know the answer to her question and shook her head. "Shy-honey, you do this to yourself everytime."

The she-bear looked at Rylee, "Twenty some booths to go through and he's going to fill up on funnel cake. Then by the time he gets to the last booths he'll be full and make himself sick."

She then reached over and plucked the second funnel cake from Shy's hands while Shy continued to try to chew through the funnel cake already in his mouth. "Thankfully you have a sister who cares."

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