Kitsunegari (July catch-all)

[detectiveofthewest]

A: After the full moon

Heiji had been lucky to walk away from his run-in with Tal as well as he had -- a werewolf during this particular time of year was even more dangerous than usual. But he was still badly hurting, and he did not yet want to return to the Other Realm, where one of his own kind might see an excellent opportunity to take advantage of his wounds. Nor could he wander the streets as a human slowly bleeding through his clothing.

So instead he limped along quietly in the early hours of the morning in the least energy-intensive form he could. A small black fox, looking for a burrow to hole up in and lick his wounds.

B: You are cordially invited (July 7)

In light of his new title as well as his decision to stay in London for the foreseeable future, Heiji had had a home constructed for himself in Faery -- a little out of the way for his non-fae acquaintances to come visit him, but much less likely to arouse undue interest from any neighbors. It was a Japanese-style house, of course, with a small pond and cherry trees outside the windows.

Now he sat out the steps, sipping at his sake and waiting for company.

C: Fox hunt (Evening in Richmond Park, July 11th-ish)

Hoofbeats sounded in the distance, accompanied by the distant baying of hounds. A flit of red fur through the grass, and then the sounds of the dogs took on a new, excited cast. Panicked and frightened, the young fox ran blindly through the trees. The paths looked the same, the woods were unfamiliar. Meanwhile, the sounds of her pursuit was getting closer...

Heiji ran through the park, looking for any sign, but he'd lost sight of the hunting party. All he had to go on now was the baying of the hounds. There were thousands of foxes in London, and why hadn't she listened to him?

He grimaced as he charged through the grass. "Of all the rotten luck...!"

D: Choose your own adventure :')

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[tippytoes]

"You're lucky you lived," is all she says, moving forward to grab another towel. "Tonight's a really bad night to go messing with wolves. It's why I'm not at home."

[detectiveofthewest]

At home? i.e. with the wolves?

"Do you live with Derek?" Not that Heiji had ever been to Derek's place, but wolves all stuck together, right? If Malia was tight with him/them, she also probably hung around the pack's home.

[tippytoes]

She assumes he's a shapeshifter. It's the only reason she said that at all and she takes his question to be judgemental. She knows there's very little love lost between werewolves and shapeshifters. Her mother made that clear.

"Yeah," she answers, with the tone of 'you got a problem with that?'. "He's my cousin."

[detectiveofthewest]

"Your cousin?" Heiji looked at Malia, trying to find some similarity, some familial resemblance between Malia and the man he'd met only once or twice.

Maybe the... no. How about the... no. Well, they did have some pretty distinctive eyebrows? They were both awkward to talk to?

"Does he involve you in pack affairs?"

[tippytoes]

The Hale brow game is the strongest brow game in the entirety of the UK, it's true.

At his question, Malia shakes her head.

"Not really. I mean, I'm not actually a werewolf. It's probably better if he doesn't."

[detectiveofthewest]

"But you're family, right? And you're living with him. Someone in that position could easily overhear somethin' sensitive, so he must trust you."

Especially with those coyote ears. She could probably hear a can opener from across the house. Apartment. Whatever.

[tippytoes]

"He trusts me," she says, the implication being that there are people who don't.

"All of the pack lives there. It helps keeps us closer together and prevents them from attacking people on full moons."

[detectiveofthewest]

But not enough for them to entirely avoid attacking Malia, it seemed. Heiji looked at her, frowning a little as he made up his mind.

"Well, since you're part of the same pack and all, I guess I can just tell you. I'm not a shapeshifter. Well... I am a shapeshifter, but not a human one. I'm fae."

[tippytoes]

She jerks her head back in surprise, narrowing her eyes.

"You're not like any fae I've heard about." Granted, all she's heard is stories, but.

[detectiveofthewest]

"Well, you shouldn't believe everything ya hear. I mean, not all vampires run around sparkling and makin' out with teenagers." The cuts from which he'd removed the earliest pieces of glass were already starting to heal, though the blood that had welled up at the site of each wound served to obscure this.

"I talked with your cousin some weeks ago to make an agreement with the fae. Stiles set up the meeting. So I guess that makes us allies."