let's wrastle.

[.xander;;]

gray wolf. werewolf. big difference, but also irrelevant.

xander ignored the dumb cat. yes, dumb. cats were so not more intelligent than wolves. and this particular cat was old. he could devour it in two seconds flat, but that would be unfair to the poor ball of fluff.

i still don’t believe you, if you couldn’t guess, he wrote, giving katze a look. however… why do you bring that thing in here? xander assumed the therapist was intelligent enough to know he was speaking of the cat. and would you stop bringing it in here?

[lynx]

"She has a hissy-fit if I leave her at home. She's also... ten now, so I perfer to keep her by me at all times..." Smiles, and pets the kitty that decided to turn around and lift up it's tail to stick its but at Xander's face to show much much she DIDN'T find him as a threat. What a biiitch.

"If I don't bring her, Xander, she might kill the help..." Frowns. "She's quite vicious, just last year she took out a grey wolf someone had chased out of the woods into the yard... ...She had quite the trouble dragging it to my room--but lo and behold she managed. Quite proud of that kill, she was." Headtilts. "She quite perfers chewing the heads off of baby bunnies." Awww...

[.xander;;]

xander glowered at lynx, completely ignoring the cat.

really? that’s amazing. he didn’t look amazed. i’m guessing… a, you’re lying, as usual. b, it was a pup and a runt at that. most likely, c, you’re threatening me with a ball of fluff. if you want to torture me, do it mentally. i’m not scared of your stupid cat.

[lynx]

Not a liar. Doesn't lie. Looks a little hurt. "Now, now, no throwing such hurtful insults around, because you know as well as I do I can come up with better ones. And why would I dare threaten you with MInk here? She's old..." Kissy noises at the cat, who... just ignored them.

"She's a sweety--you're just too much of a wolf to her, honestly. She doesn't like dogs." Nods his head. Picks up the cat for a moment. Then goes to his desk to pull out a photo of Mink trying to eat a full-grown grey wolf. Shows it to him. "...That's a photo of it--gruesome, no?"

[.xander;;]

sure enough, the photo captured a cat identical to mink attempting to get her jaws all the way around a wolf’s neck. xander would have loved to make a sarcastic comment about it, but it was a wolf. just a photo, but still a wolf. the lycanthrope instantly leapt out of his seat upon seeing it, knocking the chair over with a clamor. he had actually jumped far enough to knock other chairs against each other, though none of them fell. there he stayed, snarling and shaking violently, his eyes never leaving the photo. lynx would probably assume something like he was now scared of the cat, but truth be told, he felt threatened by the dead wolf in the flat photograph.

[lynx]

Figured it was the wolf, actually. Puts the photo away. "...You hate wolves..." He stated simply, a slight glimmer in his eyes. "I'll keep note not to... have them near you again. So calm down and sit back down, Xander... such behavior is a little unnerving coming from such a brave man such as yourself."

Pets the cat, that was totally snickering and making fun of him, going 'Ha ha, you are scared of a fuckin' photo, dumb doooog.'

Lynx was oblivious to that.

[.xander;;]

the snarling and the shaking didn’t stop even after katze removed the photo from xander’s line of sight. it actually took a few minutes for the shaking to subside, and it slowly turned from the violent shaking to an anxious tremble. he didn’t rightly care about what katze said, whether he meant it to be matter-of-fact or insulting, nor did he acknowledge mink. the boy didn’t bother walking back over to his previous chair, just plopped himself into one of the chairs he had backed into. he ran a shaky hand through his disheveled hair, actually making more of it cover his face, then crossed his arms over his chest and held them there. still shivering softly, he stared at the ground with no emotion in his face. the board was left, forgotten, on the other side of the room.

[lynx]

Sets the cat in the rocking chair... Then goes forward to Xander and kneels before him, "Are you okay?" He uttered softly, concern in his blue hues.

Poor poor little Xander!

He then placed a hand on the werewolf's shoulder, a frown crossing his lips. Xander's distress distressed him.

[.xander;;]

xander had the habit of retreating into himself at the most random of times. okay, they weren’t random, but you get the point. during those times, he wouldn’t even think, just sit there rather like a veggie. he probably didn’t taste like carrots, though.

anyway since i’m getting off track, this was one of xander’s blank-times. though he didn’t even bother thinking now, later he would wonder whether he had shut down because of the humiliation of being scared of a photo or because of said photo.

katze’s approach did not exactly pull xander out of his emptiness, but that emptiness left some room for the wolf to poke its ugly nose through. when the therapist got close enough, another growl built up in the lycanthrope’s throat. the wolfish noises he made almost always sounded extremely similar to an animal with minimal suspicion that a human was making the sounds. this one, however, had absolutely no human trace left in it. it was a very serious warning. not at all a human’s, but fully a beast’s. apparently, katze did not recognize this because he went so far as to touch him on the shoulder.

for about half a second, xander did nothing, but the instant the wolf felt the therapist’s pulse, he snapped. metaphorically and literally. the lycanthrope’s jaws closed forcefully around katze’s wrists. unfortunately for him, xander’s senses weren’t all that was enhanced by his conditions. his teeth were beautifully sharp, too. ♥ but, oh, that wasn’t enough for the severely pissed off wolf. in addition to the biting and the not letting go, it jerked the arm around, hopefully making a lovely, deep wound. and of course, it clawed at the rest of the therapist. with any luck, it would manage to take out an eye! ♥

[lynx]

He was being attacked. At first--he wasn't realizing what was happening until the signal of PAIN OMG PAIN came to his head. After the first bite, the SHARP nails of Xander tore into his chest. He let out a yelp of pain, now holding his arms over his face and neck to protect from any other injury. Now down upon the ground.

The wild Xander was upon him, a mark to the therapist's neck, a huge bloody gashes to his chest and one had made it to his eye--hopefully not blinding him.

A scream ripped from the man's lips as more tears to his sensitive pale skin came, crimson liquid flowing down the body that was his, the wolf still coming after him.

Oh god, yes, Lynx Katze actually thought that today he was going to die. He had hit the button to close the glass-wall thing as he fell, the cat hissing and spitting on the other side, wanting to murder Xander for DARING to attack HER human.

"XANDER!" He yelped out, between his painful cries, tears cascading down his cheeks as he was attacked. "S-stop! GET OFF! BAD WOLF!"