The Encounter
A furry meet up in real life.
The Encounter By Liyoht
I was chilling with my packmates watching one of the Harry Potter movies on our hotel tv when suddenly my phone rang. Cringing a little as they had made me turn off the whistle feature earlier that I like so much because so many had been messaging me. But Im getting a little ahead of myself here...please let me introduce myself. You may call me Liyoht, its a name I made mine many years ago. And as for what I am my species well thats a little complex to explain but to make things easy lets just write canine in that blank space for now. Well I often let others think me a wolf...ok ok I sometimes tell others Im a wolf I cant help it wolves are so very beautful. I have to confess to well being a little more mandane a white German Shepherd, and yes before you ask I do love wearing collars. But collars and my attraction to them thats another story, now back to the phone call and my enabled whistling phone and the roommates all glaring at me. A good friend had talked of coming to visit but as such things tend to go it depending highly upon his company needs and such. So when I got the call saying he was near the hotel but having trouble finding it well I quickly put on my paw protectors and rushed out the door leaving rather bewildered roommates in my wake. He my lost friend was at the color changing fountain I had texted him photos of hours ago so I knew easly where to find him. And yet as this was our first muzzle to muzzle meeting I was a bit nervously listening to those inside head voices chiding as said voices tend to do. As yes I too tend to have bad luck in these sorts of things. As of course lots of others do of course, relationships are complex things after all. So I pad up to his car and try to keep my tail and ears in careful neutral postures. And struggle to slow my rapidly beating heart that made it feel as if I had been running. Hoping my nose and inside of ears did not look flushed I greeted him and tried hard to be calm and cool. Hey no laughing this sort of thing has happened to you too before I know it. And of course Im at a lost of what to say after the first few hellos and sniffs of greeting. It was rather late at night and a general lack of places to hang out without some prey species thinking your up to no good. I had eaten earlier so had no interest in that sort of hunting anyway. But I could tell he was hungry in two different ways just by his eyes and general posture. And if my nose did not say it plain he admitted such...about not having eaten recently that is. The tavern I have been getting my meat from for the past couple days was still open. But sadly the kitchen was closed down tho I did ask if they had any food at all left. My friend ending up with a bowl of crisp chips tho the chips where on the house I think partly because they knew me as a good customer. Oh my friend is a wolf I think timber just by his markings and build. We met by way of pounced, and yes not everyone using that web site is a puppy. So we are sitting at the bar and me still at a loss on what to say...perhaps being a little tired from all the days adventure was a part of that. I hear the bartender talking to a nice looking bitch about all the interesting customers he has been getting recently. He was of course talking about our convention that was in town for the weekend, Anthrocon. I almost spoke up to tell her she only had to wait in the Westin lobby a few seconds to see the more colorful of our number prancing about. But well Im a little shy and kind of figured it would be rude to nudge into someone elses talk. And I had a guest who I was badly failing at entertaining so I tried to stop being so sniffy of anothers talk and focus upon my own. The night got older and places to den came up my friend talking about simply sleeping in his car did not sit right with me. So we wandered over to my hotel and I spoke with the friendly desk clerk who also seemed to remember me. Ears forward and the most friendly wag of tail I could muster got the hotels very last room. Tho then she is asking me how many the room is for and that made me feel a bit awkard but I said one firmly. First problem solved this lead to problem number two my friend was very limited on funds. Feeling torn I decided to lend him the money to get the room, not wishing to part with my cash I used my collar id tag to charge the room. And wow what a room it was a very large den with a king bed....such a soft bed it was.
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