Closed The aftermoon

[Linden Kinnek]

Linden was greeted by the sound of Bjorn barking as he walked up the drive. the winter air was cool on the back of his neck where, for so long, his hair had been. he had decided to cut it last night as a way to feel batter about himself. it didn't look good exactly, he would have to go to the barber to tidy it up but he felt lighter without it. freer. it didn't fix anything but at least this morning It helped him feel better.
This was the first full moon morning that he had approached the farm this way. he usually spend the night in New Zealand it used to be with his aunt and in more recent years on willow's sofa or even in their usual home. but now he could appellate and was home for the holiday. sure he hadn't slept that well the previous night the mix of the full moon, and his emotions making slumber hard to get as tears slid invisibly down his face in the dark. but he knew that it was nothing compared to the night tara had had. her transformation coupled with the anxiety and worry about starting school in September, if she was even allowed to go. at least she had seemed to, over the year, got over her uneasiness around the family and made herself at home. she fit well and it was fun having someone his own age around. now willow had gone and Ivy was only a child.
In his hand was a bag containing bacon, eggs and bread rolls. it was almost a family tradition to have bacon and egg rolls after a full moon, apparently the fat and meat helped. he lit the barbecue a distance away from the house and upwind so that it wouldn't wake anyone up and threw the bacon on with a satisfying hiss.

 

[Tara Hawthorne]

Tara always had trouble sleeping after a full moon. She was just tired, and sore. She spent a while wrapped up in her blanket, before taking a walk to try and stretch out her sore muscles. It hurt a bit, but it was helping wear her out to the point she might be able to sleep. She stepped through the trees and spotted a boy on the property. She approached, almost confused about who on earth was there, when she recognized him. "Linden?" Tara asked, astounded. She came to a stop a bit aways. "Did somebody take a weedwhacker to your hair?" She asked, tilting her head as she studied him.

 

[Linden Kinnek]

Linden hadnt expected anyone to be out and about just yet so when feet came pounding out from between the trees he smiled when Tara appeared. she looked like she was in pretty good form for an aftermoon. "Morning Tara. how did things go? I see you made it another month without being eaten" he said smiling as she drew closer and putting an arm around her and gave her a quick squeeze.it was easier to be himself when other people were around and Tara was great at cheering him up and making him laugh.
when asked about his hair he raised a hand to his head. "It doesn't look that bad..." he said running his hand through his hair. it did feel weird that his fingers weren't caught on the curls ...Does it?" he added now a little unsure to be fair he hadn't seen the back. and while he had tried to tidy the front up it wasn't particularly neat