Early Morning Watchi-- Errr...Exercising (Emerald)

Emerald loved to work out, oh goodness it was one of her favorite things to do besides anything related to water sports. The smell of the air when she first got out in the morning was the one good thing about working out in New York, well the smell of Central Park that is. It was the one piece of nature in the nature forsaken hole of a city and she would enjoy every minute of her time spent in there. She had already ran several laps around the outer cores of the park, taking all the fun, cool back routes she knew, but now it was time to just let loose and have a good time.

She loved joining in with other joggers though they did get Little freaked out to see the werewolf keeping pace with them without breaking a sweat then charging off at full speed. While Emerald wasn't the fastest out of the Lupin sisters, didn't mean she was slow ether. She was the second fastest next to Ruby who seemed to be built for running if it wasn't for her compact size. Emerald on the other hand had an "Amazon" build as Sapphire liked to call it, much to Emerald's Ire.

Anyhow, with the weather how it was today, Emerald didn't feel to comfortable wearing anything non warm so she wore Grey long jogging pants and a nice green windbreaker over her normal workout garb. Why was it such a nice windbreaker? It's because the thing was nice a warm, perfect for a chilly days like this.

Emerald took to a run, not a full charge, but getting their down the path that some of the main joggers were running on, tail wagging back and forth freely. She saw a few women look but she clearly didn't care judging by how she ran on by them, splashing them with a puddle as she bottled by causing many squeals of surprise, but still ran on by. By the look on her face, this was pure Heaven for her and she was having the time of her life. That happy wolf girl did not notice the artist drawing all the women, she just focused on the path she was running down, stopping on occasion to punch at the air in a few quick jabs. This was part of her training after all.

The ever excited wolf was far too into her workout then to notice anyone else except for the vague people she tried to avoid as she passed them. It had been a while since she had been at 100% with no injuries or anything hindering her wonderful workout so this was a great change for her. Emerald really didn't notice the women who were giving her such strange, envious looks or the men who looked a little intimidated by the werewolf running at full speed with no real visual goal.

What they didn't know about probably wouldn't ever know was that for Emerald working out was the most liberating experience for her right up there next to things that related to the water. It was like nothing was holding her back and she was free to do whatever she pleased. She didn't have to think of others or too much of the world around her, she could just stay in her own.

Emerald could probably shift right now and would be in even more of a good mood. With her occasioal stops to do several, rather brutal looking punches to the air, almost as if she was practicing against her shadow.. It was known by boxers as "Shadow boxing." but in Emerald's case she was full on shadow fighting. She was fighting in her Sea Beast style, so her moves seemed to flow like water, even when they would "strike" like fierce claws.

It was a wonder why in the world she would enjoy doing something she had been forced to do when she was much younger but in truth Emerald just like to work out.

She had done it with her mother before the girls were taken to the labs so it wasn't that diffrent for her now than it was then. Except now she had no one to spar with, well at least no one in their right mind would ever spar with her.

Evetually, she would slow down, coming across a hotdog stand that was settled a little ways away. Emerald would smile and quickly order the same hotdog she would normally get, just a single hotdog with kethcup on it and some blue gatorade. Nothing too special just a simple snack to regain some of that energy she just burned off. She didn't even notice the boy who was feverishly drawing a few benches away from her, nope it was just her and her hotdog.

The only thing that would make this hot dog better for Emerald if she was able to hunt some sort of hot dog beast and take it down herself in order to bring this delicious meal to her lips. Hunting, to her, was the one thing that made everything taste better.

The true satisfaction of taking something town with her fangs or claws was just something to behold and cherish. It was too bad she didn't have anyone to really share it with, most people were just too squeamish to watch a wolf or anything take down a mighty buck or a deer.

Amidst her thoughts, the wolf girl caught the eyes of the boy who came up there to buy a hot dog as well, she noticed him looking at her and she couldn't help but wonder why. Partially paranoid, her eyes stared back at him, cool and was slowly calculating her next move when he pointed out something she didn't quite expect.

She had something on her face.

The ketchup that had made it's way on the wolf girls face made her let out a low grumble, wiping it off with a napkin she quickly snatched from the cart right next to her. Embarrassment filled her face for a moment before she quickly hid it, looking up at the male with grateful blue eyes.

"Thanks for that, probably would have been wearing it all day if you hadn't said anything. Don't really pay attention to much when I work out." Emerald grinned at him sheepishly, a small, barely noticeable blush tinging those cheeks of hers.

So now that the ketchup catastrophe had been averted, the boy in front of her decided to strike up a conversation, of course after she had that embarrassing moment. It was normal though, it's just she wasn't used to random strangers walking up to her and being nice to her. Perhaps old habits really did die hard, though it was good that someone wasn't completely afraid of her. Maybe she was returning to her old self, the Emerald that could talk to people normally and instead of flubbing her words she could talk normally.

His story about the milk being on his face the whole day made the wolf girl laugh a little, not her loud barking laugh but a softer normal one, which felt odd coming out of her lips. While she didn't find it all that funny she did find it a little humorous.. The guy was obviously trying to make her feel better even after she had embarrassed herself which was a very sweet gesture.

Once he complimented her on her fighting skills whoever, woe be the puny human who looked at her with fear because and absolutely elated smile appeared on her face.

FINALLY! Someone who knows a good fighting move when they see it! Emerald though, a gleeful grin on her face.

"Really? You think so? Not a lot of people appreciate good fighting moves or someone that is training ," Emerald told him, unable to fight that surprised tone that entered her voice. She would tilt her head ever so slightly at him, similar to an inquisitive wolf looking at a potential friend or foe, her tail wagging a little curiously.
"Though, if my moves left Soccer Moms scared, I'm kinda surprised you came over here. Most people stay away in fear when I do stuff like this, I'm not really sure why though. "

Poor Emerald, while she did understand that she looked quite intimidating at times, she didn't understand why people would stay away from her completely when she was working out. In her mind, she would think that others would want to learn from her and inquire more about her style s well as her technique.

It was mighty refreshing to see someone interested in people who could fight well, in a more inquisitive way rather than a "run" sort of way. This guy seemed nice enough to the normally mistrusting werewolf but she didn't put her guard down fully just yet, because that was not in her nature. It was nice though to be a little relaxed around him, at least it made her feel like she was not completely unapproachable by others.

Emerald would finish off her hot dog with an eager bite, having scarfed the thing down quite quickly. She had to in a way, it helped her regenerate some of that energy she was burnt off by working out today. The wolf girl would let out a soft sigh of contentment, patting her belly with glee. Nothing filled her stomach up temporarily like Central Park Hot dogs.

"Yeah I suppose so, I've been practicing fighting ever since I was a little kid so I guess the skill comes with experience," Emerald would reply thoughtfully, trying her best not to think of the one big reason she was so good at fighting. The whole, being locked into a lab and forced to be a child soldiers probably wouldn't be the best thing to bring up in conversation.

When he made mention of his intelligence and why he didn't avoid her like other people did, Emerald laughed, a little louder than she did last time. To her it seemed like that was one of the only reasons people would approach her while she was working out like that. .

"Eh, I don't punch people in the face unless the deserve it and so far ya don't deserve it," Emerald would reply to him truthfully, not having any qualms about him knowing that she punched people in the face.

"I'm surprised no one gave ya the "dead man walking" look when ya walked over here though. Seems that not a lot of people like werewolf mutants in Central Park."Emerald stated, referring to a few of the people that looked at the two with mixed glances. Emerald while not wanting to be feared all the time, didn't care about these sort of things when she was out working out .Then again she didn't want him to get in any sort of trouble because of her. her tail would droop a little when she thought about that before resuming it's waging stance. It was true what they said, one could always tell a dogs mood by their tail.

The wolf girl noticed her new found friend glancing at the soccer moms and she grinned a little. They always seemed to be little chatty in the mornings, especially when she tended to be around. She wondered if they were just mutant haters or they just enjoyed gossiping about the others in the park, for whatever the reason they would cluck like a bunch of chickens whenever something odd or unusual happened.

Now that someone was actually talking to the wolf girl in the park, oh boy did they have something wonderful to chit chat about?

He hadn't said anything in regards to her training she figured he took it like everything else he had so far and respected her for doing it. He seemed to like the idea of working out, but judging by his scent he certainly wasn't working out in the slightest. This didn’t bother her too much thought at least he would be able to work out with her if he really wanted to, which is something she sincerely doubted considering the fact that no one EVER wanted to work out with her face pace.


The only person that was able to keep up with her half of the time was either Ruby or Sapphire and even they couldn’t keep it up for so long. Emerald heard the remark about someone playing taps for him when he walked by and she let out a low laugh. Sometimes she found it funny how silly everyone over reacted to things. It was almost like everyone was stuck in some strange alternate fantasy land where they didn’t actually talk to the person before judgment was made.

"Psh of course you heard the funeral song," Emerald began with another light laugh escaping her lips. "Well don't worry about a thing, you are safe with me. It's not like I'm going to eat you when you back is turned. So whats your name? Mines Emerald Lupin."

(SOrry it took me a bit and it's so short.)

Now, while most of the time, Emerald didn't like people afraid of her, this of course didn't mean she hated messing with people for the fun of it. No, Emerald did, everyone once and a while, play up the whole "Big Bad Wolf" thing people oh so loved to associate her with. So whens he would notice the gossiping Hen women on the hill, pretending they were stretching she would grin at them with a mouth filled with wolven teeth and make chomping noises, causing them to let out small gasps and talk amongst themselves.

With a small, satisfied grin, Emerald would cross her arms over her chest and let out a satisfied sigh.

"You know, I may sometimes not like it when people are scared of me, but I have no problem startling those clucking hens,"Emerald would tell Akshay, a small grin on her face and that grin grew when he called her a knightess or whatever that was. "Oh yeah a knight with fur,"

The wolf girl would let out a short chuckle at this before tossing the wrapper of her hot dog casually into the trashcan. The women who were on the hill had not taken a chance to look back over the the two young people, which was good because Emerald didn't want to do any more over the top antics to make them leave her alone.

"Akshay Malik, that doesn't seem too hard to say, at least you have a normalish name and it's not some sort of codename or anything. See this one time I met this guy named cutter and....wait did you just call me beautiful?" It would seem that Emerald's fast moving brain finally slowed down for a second to realize what had just happened. Normally, she was always trying to think of things several steps ahead of the game, but this..this was not even supposed to be a part of it.

The she-wolf's cheeks lit up in the blush again and her tail would wag and forth sheepishly. It had been a little while since someone had called her that and actually meaning it.It would seem that the confident werewolf was not as confident when it came to her appearance or the mentioning of it. Lightly, she would kick the dirt with the tip of her sneaker. There were occasions guys called her beautiful just to be flirtatious, just so they could get something out of her or something of that nature, but it would seem that Akshay wasn't asking for that.

Damn these wolf/female hormones.