"It's okay," Avery smiles, "I mean, I don't usually expect to get the shit scared out of me while shopping, I get it," he chuckles a bit, shaking his head, "maybe I should start humming while I walk? let people know I'm coming?" he jokes again, handing her the wallet, the werewolf nods, "You're very welcome, yeah that would be a a difficult thing to explain to the cashier."

"I'm--huh-- Avery, by the way."

Milvi looked at him for a moment, seeing his reaction made her realise that maybe hers was a little bit too much. "Oh no, no it's okay, I really wasn't paying any attention at all. Nothing like a scare to get your blood pumping while buying groceries." She said, trying to make a joke out of the situation before looking at what he had in her hand. "Oh shoot, that is my wallet, thank you so much, I don't think I would have gotten far without this."

"I wouldn't want it to be like that," Avery says, "My dads are amazing but--I am my own person, you know?" not like he ever felt his dads pushing him to be something he didn't want to be, but still he would be refrered to by people back home by the other Moore and as much as he loved his dad, he honestly hated feeling like he was in his shadow. "Yeah, I'm one of the lucky few," Avery nods with a little smile, "What do you do? if you don't mind me asking?" he nods again, "Eh, you don't have to be on the know, mainstrem music can be--y'know?" Avery laugh, shaking his head, "Sorry, not trying to be--rocker with the convencial stuff sucks attitude, I'm just saying," he laughs, "But yeah, I'll be happy to show you." "Yeah, I've been told sports help, I just never been--sporty?" he says, pulling a bit of a face, "I say talking to stragers is a good way to pass the time, 'S how friendships start, right?" Avery asks with a grin. "Yeah, I'm still getting used to the idea of--everyone in town knows the supernatural, I'm kinda scared I'm gonna accidently blab to someone what I am and freak them out," he half jokes, "But--Huh yeah, Werewolf, recently trun. Not having the best of times."

"Well, that's what we're all going through. It's not as easy anymore as simply working whatever your parents are doing and taking up the business and repeating for generations on end," he blabbed as he nodded, also listening to what the guy was saying. "But it's really cool you're doing what you love, you know? Not everyone gets that. And I'd love to listen to some of the songs. If I'm honest I'm not much familiar with most of the bops, but I'll be happy to listen," he nodded enthusiastically.

"Oh, to be honest, I'm always restless. I tried to keep up with constantly moving before by playing a bunch of sports but I've lost touch with that and now I just go around and try to find someone to talk to," he said as he tapped his fingers on the bench, thinking about the jobs he had been looking at and wondering if he'd go crazy at any of them, sitting behind a desk for most of the day. "And you mean like, you're not human anymore? Cause we have lots of places for that here, depending on what you are and what tickles your fancy. Honestly, I think you're in the right place to go through that."

"Well, I'm still the new guy so I guess I'm working on that? the--huh making friends, I mean," he smiles, there were a lot of nice people, from what Ave could get and he had in fact made some friends, maybe in the future, when he finally was able to work and found a good studio to record music close enough to Greywood ,"but I'll keep that in mind," he assures her. "I think about six should be enough." Avery raises an eyebow at her laugh, "Right, I'm sure you can! just you know...?" he smiles gently, "Him? mind if I ask who is him? the person on the other end of the--thrown objects trajetory, I asume?

"Well when you have more friends, I would love to cater a party of yours." It was an attempt for more business. More reasons to be busy, away from home, & away from her husband. Zita goes towards the cheesecake. "How many slices?" She grabs a box big enough for what she assumes may be for ten people. She didn't know how many friends he had, but when he said not too many, she assumed the group would be small. "Dangerous?" She let out a laugh. "Oh honey, I can take care of myself with one hand. I appreciate the concern, but I'm safe. It's him you should worry about if he continues."

Honestly, Avery didn't even notice something was up until Jesse told him to shut up, it was a tallent, the non-stop rambling which he knew he tended to do and not realizing what was going on around him when he was caught in moments like this.

They had decided to hang out, which was normal, and sure Jesse had been quiet up until now, but Jesse wasn't much for worlds anyway, but now, now he was noticing something, his Wolf ears picking up on the other man's heart beat, it felt… Like it was racing, what in the heck was going on? "Well you don't talk, someone has to," he starts joking, but then, then he realizes even more something is up, "I've been in your head?" He ask, a bit more more amused than he should be, "I am chill! You're the one freaking out!" He looks over the other, "Do you mind telling me what the heck is going on?" He asks, an confused/concerned frown on his face.

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One hand gripped the steering wheel tighter than necessary, as Jesse intentionally kept his stare on the road ahead — teeth lightly mashing together, a muscle in his jaw ticking with the slight movements. It almost appeared as if the human was angry and doing his best to keep said anger in check. In reality, this was tension. A certain kind of tension that had only built on itself since the tumultuous time with Tyler. Maybe in a way he was frustrated, but it was directed more at himself than anyone else. Kissing Tyler had been a massive mistake. At the time, it made all the sense in the world because only a drastic action like that would bring the other man to finally confront the fact he wasn’t straight. May not be completely gay, but he wasn’t straight— clearly, this was something that Tyler needed to work out for himself and again, at the time he thought helping his friend come to terms with this wouldn’t hurt anything. Boy, he’d been wrong. So, so wrong. All it had done was kick Jesse’s own confusion into high gear because their situations were similar. Only, he knew what it was he was confused about and didn’t know what to do with that.

Women were easy. Men were a different ballgame entirely. And Avery wouldn’t stop coming to mind, which okay, yeah, maybe that was starting to piss him off.

Because now here they were, Avery rambling on and on in the passenger seat and apparently clueless to the thunderstorm going on within his friend. Even Jesse’s heartbeat was at an unsteady rhythm that betrayed the nerves within. “Do you ever shut up?” Jesse finally snapped, opening his mouth for the first time in the past five minutes, tired of the grunts that did nothing to dissuade the wolf from spewing nonsense about his— what, the band? Shit, the human couldn’t even recall what it was anymore, that’s how distracted he’d been. “Seriously, you’re just—“ Jesse gestured with his free hand, towards his scalp, “—in my damn head so much, I can’t even think—“ So bothered, he seemed unaware of what he’d just said. “I just need a few moments, alright? Just.. chill out.”

"I know," Avery tells her, "I know all that and you are right, I just--" he lets out a sigh, shaking his head, God, he wish he could go one day without the Wolf troubles bothetring him, without having to talk about it, was it too much to just want to feel normal? Just for once? "Look, I get all that, I do. But just need to breath, I'm tired of all of this! I can't keep feeling like I'm a damn prisoner, I know you're helping, but I just need one night…one night where i don't have to fucking…drive myself insane and I can just pretend I'm…Normal," he moves a little bit close, placing his hand on her shoulder, "I know you're worried and you want the best for me and everyone and I appreciate that, I do. I Promise you if I feel upset, I'll leave. I'm not gonna risk what happened last time," Ave says as he gently squeezes her shoulder, "I'm not trying to stess you," he raises an eyebrow in concern, the way she puts it is as if She's aleady stressed and she does kinda look tired, "Are--you okay though?"

"I know, but I also know now how to walk away, can I ask you just to have a little faith in me?" He understood her concerns and he knew She was right, he'd also understand if She didn't really want to put that in him, after all, he was a baby Wolf. "I do. But I also want to have time to relax and be able to breath, I want to be able to just go out for a drink, thats all, I'm not getting myself into trouble if I feel things are getting too much I'll leave, I just…" He sighs, "Somethings happen and I want to just, sit and drink and try to get over it, you know?" He sighs again running a hand trough his hair, "Well… Do you want to stay a bit longer? We can… Have a drink and just… Maybe not worry about wolf stuff for--I don't know…half an hour? One hour?"

"I've told you multiple times now that you have my number on speed dial," at least the woman certainly assumed he would by now because she had indicated he needed to seeing as they around be working so closely together for the foreseeable future, "and I'm only a call away if you're crawling up the walls at home. I know plenty of ways that could help you calm down." His puppy eyes did not dissuade her from the chiding-- puppy eyes never worked on Neylani, far too many people attempted to use them to get out of trouble they clearly caused and should face consequences for. "Avery," she sighed then, brushing hair back from her face, probably looking a bit exhausted to be fair, "I've got a lot of faith in you, you're a good person with a good head on his shoulders, I think you're going to be a great wolf addition to our community here. And it would be really nice if you didn't give me more things to stress over-- I don't want to have to worry about you." Honestly, it wasn't likely she would stop even if he was behaving, that was in her nature regardless. But he certainly didn't need to make those concerns front and center so often.

"I understand you're not restless or angry right now, but the point is something could happen that might trigger that," Ney stressed to him. "The other week, you wanted to tear a man's head off for spilling your drink… You're really wound up, it's too risky to let you run around unattended." The woman rested a comforting hand on his shoulder and she looked sympathetic. "I know as a grown man you probably don't want to be told how you need a chaperone everywhere, but for the time being, it really is what's best for you, if you truly want to be safe and keep everyone around you safe." She did feel a little guilty for giving him an ear full when clearly he had come here to relax and she was now doing everything else but letting him do so. "I was," Ney said, though now she wasn't sure, if Avery planned to stay.

"I'm trying not to get to the--more than yelling to be honest," he says, he doesn't know how long he's gonna be able too, but he really doesn't want to blow out like that. His biggest fear is to hurt someone. "Ten years, that's a lot..." he thinks he probably has the hang of it by now, "How long did i take you to, you know, not freak out a little things?" he knows he has a long road ahead of him, but he'd still like to hear another wolf's prespective. "Huh--do you know if there's like a gym around town?" Ave raises an eyebrow, "Not intead of, never instead of just--along with. I could never stop playing."

"That's fine then, for now," Ibrahim said and then nodded, thinking that he had made it obvious before, but then again he had vague memories of his late teens when he was turned and initiated in the Beyaz Kurtlar. It had been confusing and you were always unsure if your senses were correct or not. "Sure, been one for... ten years I guess," he thought about it for a second. "It gets fine at some point if you don't fight it. But for sure, physical activity helps ire out whatever lives in you now, run more, maybe take up boxing instead of guitar?" he suggested with another nod, though he wouldn't admit he found that hobby interesting. Like most hobbies.

Avery nods as he listens to her, he doesn't find it funny, but he does finds it interesting, though, "Really? that's pretty intersting!" he tells her, "Wait, so if a wolf is having a freak out just how much tranquilizer would you need?" though to ba fair, he figures if a wolf is freaking out, he's gonna shift probalby not gonna have time to sedate it, he was still curious about it, though. "Could probably put you on my shoulder and carry you to the hospital with my new found wolf strenght" Avery jokes, though he probably could, he wonder how long until he got tired, "You alright?" he reaches out for her arm as she stumbls a little, "Fine, fine be skeptical all you want, it'll be more fun that way," he jokes, "Let's go," Ave says linking his arm to hers.

she knew avery struggled with being a wolf, the way he spoke about it as if it were a separate entity entirely and not part of his being - olusola couldn't imagine how it must be to house something so destructive within yourself. being human had its perks. "you wanna hear something cool?" it wasn't really cool but, sola decided to tell him anyways. "when we get wolves in ED with low blood sugar, we need to give them x3 times the amount of glucose we give humans because of the metabolism," she explained, shutting the book and sitting upwards.

"just put me on a rack and stretch me out," olusola commented, standing up and stumbling a little afterwards as she shook off pins and needles in them. "you need to show me, i'm the ultimate judge. short walk then cooking it is,"

Avery had decided shopping for some gorceries was probably something he could do on his own, he didn't want to have to call Ney or one of his other friends to come and hold his hand while he shopped for food, he hoped Ney would understand and not give him shit about it, it was just a short trip to get some supplies, but that woman was not to be messed with. "Hey...what is it?" Avery asks the other, though he feels a bit odd as he watches him looking him over and giving up almost as if was somewhat dissaponted? "Huh--Okay, listen, I don't know you, but somehow you're looking at me like I've dissapointed you...what gives?" Avery asks, there's a clear amused tone on the wolf's voice, mostly he think the guy mistook him with someone else.

|| Avery & Minho ||

Minho pushed himself up on his toes as far as they could handle his weight but it was to no avail - he still could not reach the pack of coconut water in cans tucked away on the topmost shelf in this aisle. With a little exasperated sigh, he gave up, arm dropping down from the attempt and heels touching the floor again. Looking left and right, he could not spot anyone available in the store to assist. Could it possibly be that all the store clerks took their lunch break at the same time?! 

Someone rounded a corner and walked into the aisle Minho was loitering around and a spark of hope illuminated the fae man’s face. “Yoo-hoo! Hello, hi! Excuse me!” He chirped, practically skipping over to the other man but the closer he got the more apparent it was becoming that they were sort of… a similar height. By the time Minho was in front of Avery, his hope was almost completely crushed. “Ah… Never mind.” He deflated, the corners of his lips turning downwards as he gave the werewolf a once-over from head to toe. Yup, definitely the same height, he would not be able to reach the top shelf either!

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"Thanks," Avery nods, "Just having a hard time lately, been a bit--on edge," that was saying the least to be honest, but Avery never knew when he could openly say what he was, he was always feared he was gonna scare someone or make himself to be the crazy person. "Oh! Go it!" Avery chuckles, "A reporter? that's interesting actually, and yeah, I like cooking too, but, I can't see myself as a chef either," Music, that was his true passion. "There is? Huh, maybe I should look into it, kinda looking for ways to keep myself busy," he wonders if it would help with the wolf, it did always seem to calm him down. "Oh? well, I guess its good to know I'm not the--new guy anymore," Ave jokes, "Of course. Thanks I don't get out much," it was a long story to explain, he wasn't sure how on the know the other was so he left it at here, "Why not? you did find my guitar I say we celebrate!" "It's nice to meet you, Hal," Avery smiles as they shake hands. "I mean, I wouldn't say no," he laughs, "I'm moslty playing bars and stuff like that for fun, I'm a music producer actually," he smiles, "On a little break since I moved here, but, that's my passion so I do plan on getting back to it!"

"I thought so," Hal said without rancor. "I try not to judge a book by its cover." Usually. Hal was guilty of this as much as the next person. "You didn't seem like the type."

He laughed. "Oh no, I'm a reporter. Being a chef wouldn't suit me. I couldn't be counted on to stay in the kitchen." He imagined he'd be out in the restaurant itself, talking to everyone who came in. "I cook as a hobby. There's a town club for it I keep meaning to join now that I think about it." He still undecided between that and the art club.

"A month longer than me." Hal was glad to know he was not the only obvious newcomer. "I can recommend a few places for you to go if you're interested." With food still on the brain, Hal gestured behind them. "Shall we try the Fable together?"

Hal shook Avery's hand with another smile. Another night in Greywood that kept him guessing. "My name is Hal. Keep talking about music and I may have to interview you."

With: Willow @lostwillow Where: Avery's place After the talk with Tyler Avery had decided he was gonna pull himself away for a bit, but, he already had made plans with Willow, and besides if he was gonna be away it was best to have at least this one hang out for a while. They were on his couch, watching a movie, Avery couldn't help but to think about that conversation with Tyler, the way they pretty much yelled at each other, over Willow, not that this was her fault at all, if anyone was innocent in all of this, it was Willow herself. Avery fells his eyes getting heavier, he leans back on the couch, honestly he was so lost in thougts he had no clue was happening in the movie, the wolf closes his eyes, the argment with his friend in his mind, Avery drifts off the sleep.

Avery nods, he smiles a her , knowing this was probably not easy for her, it was bit of an emotinal night, he didn't mind this at all, emotion was his mode lately to be honest, but he got it and he didn't want to push her even further. "Don't worry about that alright, baby? whatever happens, will happen. I'm here, your friend still," he smiles as he get up, he wants to make her feel comfortable and to not have her worrying over here she's gonna do something wrong. "Come on, let's eat, you can tell me how much of a good cook, I am,I like compliments," he teases playfully getting up to head to the kitchen.

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Willow nodded but she really had no idea. It wasn't like she had a ton of experience with friends to really draw from. But what she did know was if anyone was going to get it and be understanding, it was probably Avery. She had already seen the way he grew up and the things that he went through. And here he was, reassuring her that it was all going to be ok. That had to really count for something.

"Yea probably," she shrugged but her mask was back on. It wasn't going to slip again any time soon but there was a part of her that hoped she could learn how to take it off. "But I guess that just means the song is good, right? Music isn't good unless it moves you."

While he hasn't been talking to Tyler in a bit, Avery still wanted to get over this weird phase and just be back to their friendship the way it was, so he figured he'd drop by the bookstore and found some books that could help Tyler on his quest to understand his power. What he didn't expect was to be "run over" by a big ass guy as he was trying to leave, "Geez!" Ave mumbles, glad for the wolf strenght that kept him on his feet, the book flying off his hand though, "It's...fine," Ave says, as he bets down to pick it up, "I'm hard to miss," he half jokes. "But you should probably pay attention from up there, you know?" he teases playfully, "You good?"

Finch had a few hours to kill before he had to pick up James from school. He was still getting use the small town, the ins and out. The small shortcuts that made life easier when he was in hurry. But today, today he just wanted to breath and discover what the town had to offer. Finch found himself walking along the main street, it was busy. But oddly quite at the same time, no one seemed to be in a rush to get anywhere.

Finch stopped outside a bookshop, he looked through the window. He didn't have a lot of money, he couldn't really afford to splurge on something like a book, but still it wouldn't hurt to look right? Finch stepped away from the window, and headed for the door. Just as he was about to push it open, the door opened and he walked into the person who was on their way out. "Oh shit. Sorry." Finch said as he rightened himself before he looked over at the person. "Are you alright? Sorry, I wasn't looking. Single minded thought here."

Lately, Avery had not been having a good time, it wasn't just the wolf anymore, it was everything, all the that had been happening lately had been weighting him down, even more so than before, he wishes he didn't have these feelings, he feels like an idiot for having them, but there's really no bypassing it, at this point, Ave didn't know what was him, what was the wolf, though he did figure it was a little bit of both.

And so, being tired of being locked up in his house, and his own head, he decided to get out, go for a drink, if he felt himself get upset he'd leave, he could do it, right? he was mostly sad, not angry so he could walk away if anyone bothered him, or so he was hoping. Pus he had told a couple of friend he might need their help, if he got upset he'd call them.

As he's making his way to the bar though, someone bumps into him, "Shit," he mumbles, grabbing onto the arm that was offered for him, "I'm sorry I wasn't--" Avery cuts himself off when he notices who the person was, "Ney?" he smiles a little though, her next words do make him feel guilty, "I know and I'm sorry, but I was going insane in the house, and being there with my own toughts was making it worse," he says looking over at her, a bit of puppy caught doing bad things look to his face, "I'm not feeling restless or angry, I just needed a drink and I've got my phone with me, my friends are warned I may call if I get too anxious. I'm okay, I promise!" he smiles, "Were you--huh leaving?"

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Honestly, it was time to wrap up the night. It was getting late, and her ears were getting a little tired-- if she had to listen to another person dumping out there life's story while barely stringing two words together clearly, she might just cut them off. Normally Ney didn't mind to be everyone's favorite Auntie that swooped in for the rescue and steered them through their problems… But occasionally, she did wish for a night off? Or maybe to lean on someone else for a change.. Hell, for even a spare bit of attention that was anything other than Fairy Godmother? Why do you do this? It's the same thing every time, it's pointless. The woman shook her head, feeling silly for having wasted yet another night chasing after some desperate grab for attention. Thankfully, it wasn't something she did every day-- in fact, it was rare she let herself even indulge in that need, because it was such a silly thing to want. Sometimes, it even made her ashamed that she had to try so damn hard and always found a way to faceplant anyway. Embarrassing.

The sheriff stood from her stool as she left some bills on the counter to cover her tab and then some-- no sense in stiffing the service just because she struck out. Ney tugged her shawl in tighter around herself and turned on her heels, ready to put Sabor in her rearview and instead go home for a glass of wine, maybe put on a sad vinyl of music. Instead, she walked right into another solid figure coming up, nearly bowling the poor person to the ground from her determination to flee the scene. "Oh crap-- I didn't see you," Neylani grabbed their arm to keep them both steady on their feet and realized who it was just seconds in. "Oh, it's you--" Her guard went down almost instantly, though her eyes narrowed on the man just as quickly. "I thought I warned you not to go out by yourself, Avery? It's dangerous." He was dangerous. A newborn wild wolf around alcohol was not a good idea. Clearly, he was going to be a handful.

"Thank you, I'm fine I promise," Avery smiles as he pulls the chair, sitting in frount of the dective, "Oh no, no Mr.Moore, Mr.Moore is my dad," Avery laughs that just made him feel a little bit old, "Just Avery is fine, please," not that he expected to call the detective by his frist name, there was a level of respect he would maintain, but he still wanted to be just Avery. "So how've you been?"he asks, "I wanted to tell you I found the guitar! good, news right?"

Charlie quite often found himself in the cafe on his way to the work, it wasn't too busy and the barista knew Charlie, not by name but by his order. Which was another small things Charlie was thankful for, one less person to talk too.

Charlie took a sip of his coffee as he flipped opened one of the folders he brought with him and looked it over before he looked up when he heard someone call out. Was that directed at him. Charlie looked over and saw Avery coming towards him. "Uh no, I guess not." Charlie frowned as he looked at the chair across from him before he looked back to Avery. Charlie nodded his head slightly as Avery explained who he was. "I know who you are Mr Moore." Charlie said as he nodded towards the chair. "Have a seat before you have brain aneurysm."

"Oh really?" Ave laughs, "Well thanks for telling me, because I was here about to spill of my secrets to him," Avery jokes, chucking a bit as he looks over at the dog, "So you're a bit of a gossip, huh?" he asks playfully. "Well,I'd say you've been the shinyest I've met so far, but I don't want to tickle any egos," he jokes again, noticing the very breve little smile, he can tell, and part of him is actually glad for it, that the guy is either opening up a little more or just droping the attitude and that's good. "I guess..." he nods as he watches the other with the dog, Avery laughs then takes the treats bag, giving Micah a smile, "Alright, Kev, I'll give you some but no telling all my secrets, deal?" he asks the dog before looking back at the other, "You just tell you have to meet Kevin and they think it's a person?" Avery laughs, that's actually pretty funny, a funny harmless prank. "Hey, come on now!" Avery shakes his head, "You can't fucking call me dumb, after I called you dumb in the exacly same way! that's some Uno reverse shit you're pulling, man!" it was clear on the wolf's tone he wasn't saying it out of anger, it mostly kinda asmused him to be honest. "My pretty little head?" Avery smriks, at least wolfie was better than puppy, he thinks to himself, "I mean, will I? 'Cause you know what the say about tall guys, right? they usually aren't packing much," he can't help but to tease, this guy just brought it out of him, "But hey, I'm confident in my anatomy, so I'm not going there."

"Truly the kindest person I ever met,"Ave teases, again, "Haven't you ever heard the catching more flies with honey saying?"

Micah tilted his head as he looked down at Kevin, smirking slightly. "I don't know. He's not very good at keeping secrets, so might want to be careful there." Micah said as he looked up at Avery, licking his lips slightly. Micah let out a small laugh when Avery asked if everyone was as shiny and bright as he was. Micah shrugged a little, as he pushed a hand through his hair. "Oh no, you won't find anyone as shiny as me." Micah said as he softened his features a little, little a small smile, dance across his lips for a moment before it fell away just as quickly.

"What can I say, not everyone is meant to be trained." Micah looked back at Kevin as his dog stood up and stretched a little bit before he moved back to Micah and nudged his leg softly. "What?" Micah asked as he watched his dog before he rolled his eyes. "Fine, fine." Micah muttered as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a small bag of dog treats before he held it for Avery. "It's also fun to watch to try and figure out who Kevin is."

Micah let out another laugh as let Avery rant on about Micah being a raging ape. Micah rolled his eyes slightly. "Wow, did it hurt your brain. Using also those comparisons to an ape, very well done." Micah said as he shoved his hands back into his pockets. He rolled his shoulders back again as he stood up straighter. "You don't need to worry your pretty little head, Wolfie. No raging here and no need to compares dicks here. Wouldn't want you to feel bad about yourself."

"What can I say? My smile is all part of it."

"I was told certain charms do work with taming the rage a bit," he explains, he doesn't know much about it still, but he had been asking around,talking to different witches etc, "But--It's comlicated and in the end it does more harm than good, because what if the charm fails? what if lose it, break it? I can't rely only on it to keep me calm, I need to do it myself, to control the wolf myself, magic is helpfull, yes, but sometimes you have to be careful with it," he wasn't sure if she didn't already know all of this, she had been a part of the supernatural world a lot long than he had, but he was still willing to share. "Okay," Avery smiles, "I'll give her a call and I'll let you know, maybe you guys can meet for her to see what's the best way to help." "Right, and it only happens here?" he raises an eyebrow, that was intereting and it was now poking that curious side of his brain a little too much, "Maybe we should look into it?" he nods at her question, "Yeah, But--huh I still can control it, I can't shift at will yet," so far all the shifts were brought on my either rage or the full moon, he was hoping he could get the hang of it, but it was a long hard road to get there. "You're very welcome," he chuckles, "I figured, species that live a long time age differently," he feels himself blushing at her next comment, it was really a curse how he couldn't hide anything, "Thanks, I guess?" Avery laughs, "I'm really fucking bad at it though," honestly, he was a bit of a lost cause went it come to flirting, he was trying, key word, trying. "Mostly anger but other emotions too, like sadness... and I find myself very fucking restless in the need to--huh burn some energy?"

"Oh, I know, I just don't usually do--stranger at the bar, I'm more of--one night stands are fine but with people I know? friends? I feel its more comfortable that way," he explains, he wasn't really ashamed of it, but it also wasn't how he acted usually. "Thank you, baby," Avery says, he smiles gently as he glady accepts the hug, "It was. You don't have to thank me, we're friends, right? no need to hide something like this," he smiles gently as he pulls away from the hug, " haven't told the full story to many yet, maybe you and a couple of close friends, but because I've met them here, I haven't told anyone from my family or the firends I had back home, I just packed my shit and left."

"Hmmm," Talia said, mulling over that information. It was interesting to hear that this Vera could help at all with that type of thing, but supernatural were constantly surprising her. The fae really were just the start, she guessed. "And did she help?" She asked curiously, hoping Avery could elaborate on the types of magic witches performed. "Yeah! I'd love for you to ask her." Idly, Talia wondered if Vera could help her perfect different types of charms, too, although she supposed they could try that another day.

Avery's question was a good one. She wished she could consult elders of the Briar Court about what had happened to her powers, but returning home seemed hard, and frankly, she was happy in Greywood for now. "Maybe," she said thoughtfully. "But don't you think my powers would have changed somewhere else, too, if that were the case? I want to learn more about the shifting though. Hey! Maybe you could help. You change forms to be a wolf, right?" Talia was a genius! Avery was so the person to ask! At his response, she laughed. "Thanks, I'm happy I don't look sixty. We age differently in the Fae world," Talia explained. "And you can pick me up any time," she chirped. Flirting was fun! Especially with friends. As Avery began explaining how his feelings had changed, Talia listened attentively. "I'm sorry. That sounds really hard," she said. "Is it just anger or is everything... amplified?"

"Hey, nothing wrong with two consenting adults," Talia reassured him. She wasn't sure if that was the part Avery had trouble explaining, but it felt like a good thing to reiterate nonetheless. "Whoa," Talia said quietly, trying to absorb the whole story. "I'm so sorry," she said, holding her arms out for Avery to hug if he chose. "That must have been so confusing and so scary. Thank you for trusting me. I'm really glad you're here now, but I can't imagine. Do many people know?"

Avery nods as he listens to what she's telling him, he never really wanted to to presure her or anyone to tell him something they weren't confortable with, "That's good," he nods when she mentions it was a choice, because he did not had any say in the matter, "No, I get it, you were given an out, a way to keep living,I think most people would take it," in the end it come with a cost, yes, but most people wanted to live forever and from what Avery was getting, once you got the hang of it, things did got better, "I'm sorry about you daughter," he gives her shoulder a gentle squeeze, "You kept away to protect her?" at least that was what he was assuming, it was kind of touchy for him, being also left by his own mother, but he didn't want to project, to judge her, "You dont have to talk about it, if you don't want to," he assures her. "Because I am awkward?" he chukles, "I'm just not a heavy--sexual person, wasn't before the wolf, so I'm--huh--I guess finding that side of me?"

"I'll talk to them about it," Avery smiles. "I--I know," he lets out a sigh, sooner or later he was gonna have to gain some control so this was for sure not the solution, "I'm hiding myself in the woods for now," he raises an eyebrow, "You mean animals?" that could help, there was only one issue, "But I have 0 control, once the wolf takes over, I stop being me, if that makes any sense, I'm getting help from the other wolves, though so hopefully soon?" he knew it was long ride though, he was here for it though, "The pack? I guess I'll--use my nose to figure out who's a wolf like me, and ask around?"

"Yes, the person who turned me." Talking about Anne was like opening an old wound, although she was frequently on Ruby's mind, even after hundreds of years. Having Avery ask about her was almost comforting, although she had to mull over a reply. Explaining that she had been a Duchess of a fallen land was far too complicated, and Ruby preferred to keep secrets in her past. "It's complicated," she admitted after a moment. "It was a long time ago, before all of these medical achievements. I would have died during childbirth had I not been turned, but my sire did ask me. It was my choice," she clarified. "I never got to meet my daughter though. It's a regret I'll always carry with me." It was a very simple version of the story, but one that was almost refreshing to share. "You should try kickboxing," she suggested. "Or just break the coffee mug. That may help, too." Ruby was not the person to ask for advice regarding that, considering that she drank blood freely, and when angry, was known to ravage entire towns. "There's nothing wrong with being horny," she assured him. "Why are you awkward about it?"

"Sure, I'd love to meet them." Ruby was always interested in meeting new vampires. "You shouldn't cage yourself. That's never the answer, Avery," Ruby replied. "You just need to find new ways of controlling yourself, like going deeper into the forest, perhaps. Or training yourself to hunt large game instead of people?" Silently, Ruby thought there was nothing wrong with hunting people. Frankly, it was fun, but Avery didn't seem like the type to be keen on that suggestion. "The Den sound perfect. Where do we find them?"