User:Nextoy/Farside Pub/A Shewolf in the Closet

You know, I've always liked furries. I always found the threads for them on 4chan to be fascinating, really. I mean I'm not like some crazy people who get all up for that kinda stuff, but I always wondered what it'd be like to be a wolf or a cat or something like that.

''You may have noticed the past tense there. Well, some people have rather interesting stories, and sometimes the biggest changes in someone's life can be from someplace completely off the trail.''

The road was long and my trip was longer. When I saw that small pub on the side of the highway I thought I'd found heaven. It was a giant relief to have a place to both quench my thirst and fill my stomach.

As I walked inside I noticed a wide variety of people to be there, but two in particular caught my eye. Both of them were vary animal-like, one reminded me of a panther and the other was more like a wolf.

I sat down at the bar and ordered a drink for myself. Nothing overly fancy, but nothing that would get me drunk either. I still had a long way to go till I got to Florida, and I didn't want to get my bike into a crash on the way there.

"What's up with those two over there?" I asked the barkeep, looking over at the two animal-like people.

"Ah them? Why they're regular customers here. Ah'd reckon they musta gotten here not to long before you, given the time of the night." He answered. It struck me as odd though, cause when I checked my watch it was nearly midnight.

Course the panther shot me a distasteful look when I gazed back up. He definitely knew that I was talking about him, though the other one interested me a bit more. I never did like cats.

The two of them started talking to each other though, definitely sparking a small interest between them, before the wolf got up and moved over next to me.

His form was... strange. He had the body of a wolf, but his build and anatomy was more like that of a human, including having very visible abs. Course I suppose when you parade around without a shirt people will start to notice exactly how toned you really are.

Actually, to be honest, the only article of clothing he had on him was some baggy, leather shorts with a hole in them for his tail, matching leather gloves and a pendant that I didn't recognize. It complimented his athletic build and gray-ish fur surprisingly well.

The panther, on the other hand, was almost completely covered by a trench coat covering a rather fancy suit. Not a business kind of suit either, but more like something you'd imagine a noble lord from the dark ages to wear. It was also the same color as his fur, black as a moonless night, with some gold trim.

"Hey, barkeep, how about you put the next thing this lady orders on me, huh?" The wolf asked, his voice both cocky and playful.

"Thanks..." I half-mumbled out. I wasn't used to random acts of kindness like that, and I'm definitely not used to a wolf speaking fluent English.

"No need for the face. I just noticed you gazing over at me and wanted to know what a fine babe like you was doing here in this rundown old joint." He explained, unintentionally forcing a short, awkward giggle out of me.

"Hey now! If you call my pub a 'rundown old joint' one more time I will be collecting that tab of yours!" The barkeep warned.

"Alright, I'm sorry! Jeez!" The wolf told him before turning back to me. "Anyways I'm Alex, and my buddy over there probably is too sensitive to politely give his own name for you." He introduced, holding out his hand.

Well, actually it was a paw. It kind of had fingers, but not really, and the thumb was up on his wrist. Plus they were rather sharply clawed, as I found out when I shook it.

"I'm Julia." I told him, gazing into his eyes. They were brown though, a rather dull and predictable color. Course then the panther got up and grabbed Alex by the arm.

"Again? You know that we can't be keeping so many with us at once!" He whispered, though I was close enough to hear it. "I'm sorry miss, but I'm afraid that he's not a very good person to be hanging around."

"Its fine, I'm sure I've dated worse." I answered honestly. Though I didn't know what he meant by "so many."

"See? She knows I'm harmless. Why don't you follow in her lead?" Alex told him. "Besides, there's always room for another beautiful babe like her." He continued, causing me to blush a little.

"I swear, you grow into a bigger pain in my side with each passing day. No matter, if she decides to hang around then I'll just get everything set up." The panther replied, turning around and walking over to finish his drink before leaving the pub.

"God damn. Well now that he's leaving us alone, what's your story?" Alex asked, following his friend with his vision before looking straight into my eyes.

"Just trying to get to Florida to start a new life, that's all." I answer, not wanting to give out any details.

"Florida, huh? Pretty hot out there, not to mention stormy." He thinks out loud, stroking his chin with one paw. "Hey, I know! If your all about starting a new life, how about you tag along with me for a little bit?" He asked. Not like I had anywhere to go anyways.

"Hmm... I don't really have anything else going on, but only if I'm riding separately from you." I answer, keeping suspicious of him.

"Take it you got your own ride then? Yeah, that's fine. I get the whole drop in, drop out thing." He tells me, grinning.

"Yeah... by the way, I've always seen pictures of people like you online, but I didn't think there was any truth to them..." I tell him, not really sure what compelled me.

"Babe, take it from me: everything's got a little bit of truth if your willing to dig deep enough." He tells me, grinning. "Besides, if your interested in stuff like me that just gives you another reason to tag along."

He had a point. I was far too curious to refuse his offer. We both finished our drinks and got up, grabbing our things before walking out the door. Alex apparently also had a leather jacket, completing the get up without hiding his fine toned body.

He hopped on his bike and I hopped on mine, his panther friend in the car in front of us, and we drove off into the horizon. After some time with him he offered to turn me into one of them, a furry in my own right, and I decided to take him up on the offer.

But the thing is that we're not werewolves. We aren't confined to lunar cycles, but we can't transform into humans either. It was a painful process, especially after learning that I was apart of a crowd to him, but in my own little spike of vengeance I collected men of my own to keep up with him.

Out of this "pack" of ours, I ended up trumping the Alpha Female for his attention and united both of our groups into a large one. And the only regret I have is that I never really did make it to Florida, but the life I'm living right now is far more exciting for me.