Lost your memories? Oh, how tragic, Aki 'pathed in a "voice" that certainly didn't sound all that sympathetic, but instead sounded rather bored. Well, wasn't that interesting. An amnesiac.
Yeah, this sounded like it was going to be bushels of fun. He was sure he could give the poor little amnesiac plenty of new memories, and all in a pretty short amount of time if Aki's track record held true here. Already he'd gotten to name him and everything! Wow. That had to be a first. Usually he was just dishing out lame nicknames for shits and giggles, but now he'd actually gotten to name some unfortunate creature who...had no objections to what he called him. Poor wolf. He'd probably learn really soon that that kind of passive behavior was a really, really bad idea with Aki. He already loved to be the dominant wolf around equally dominant wolves, but a passive wolf...that was just asking for trouble. He really wasn’t above taking advantage of someone weaker, even if his own personal code wouldn’t allow him to really harm said person. He had skewed morals, but he did have morals.
Though…on second thought, "Snowball" didn't really seem passive, exactly. No, that was the wrong word for it. He was down on his luck, certainly, but those unusual violet eyes had a tell-tale spark to them, and the wolf had growled and showed some backbone earlier. He was curious to see what he'd be like fed and recharged. Maybe he wasn’t such a bloody <I>dog when he had a full belly.
Nodding as the wolf agreed and loped closer--oh yay, the city, what fun they could have there! Ahem--he snorted a little at his comment. Grumpy? Pah. He wasn't grumpy...
No, because if you do I'll bite you, and if I bite you, you won't exactly be a Snowball anymore, but more of a, I dunno...Blood-in-the-Snow. So don't give me any nicknames, hmm? That's my job. You, however, can be called Snowy or Balls for short. Or maybe both, Aki told him, totally deadpan, before pondering over his questions. Or what he caught of them. Jeez.
Mm... Aki looked the wolf over from head to foot and back. I don't know if you can change or not. I'm not exactly a normal wolf, he said with a shrug. Nah. He was luktai, but that word didn't mean anything here so there was no point in even mentioning it. He didn't even really understand the totality of what he was himself, about all he understood was that his mother, his "Goddess", had come from another world and the luktai were human to wolf and wolf to human shifters. She'd apparently gotten knocked up with him before she'd come to this world, something like that, but whatever the case he'd never been there and that was about where his knowledge on the matter ended.
But I'd say if you don't know whether you can do it or not, you probably can't. Then again, you say you lost your memories, eh? Huh. Maybe you can. I dunno. I'm no teacher, so about all I can say is sucks for you. Yeah, he was helpful all right. Though I could possibly tell you how I do it. Who knows, might work for you.
Turning, he nodded his head toward the street just outside the alley. C'mon. Walk close to me, by my side. In other words... A smirk. Heel like a good little doggy. I'm gonna speak to you out loud, too, like a human would. Do you understand the human tongue? If not, I'll say the command out loud and through mind speech so you get it. Got it? Alright. Remember, you're my pet pooch, so act it. Not that you should have a problem with that, he added with a condescending snort, stepping out of the alley.
As for where we're going...where do you think? Into the city. Where the food is. Don't mind the humans, just act natural. If anyone has a problem with my pooch, I'll handle it, and I promise I won't sell you off for pocket change... He grinned back toothily at the wolf as he said it, though, so if the wolf was worried it probably wasn't too reassuring.
"Now come along, Snowball," he said out loud, and already he could feel the familiar sadism kicking in as he seriously pondered over buying a collar and leash. Gods. It was a little tempting, but he wasn't sure he had the money for both a collar and leash set and breakfast for two, and he didn't exactly want the wolf starving on him. It was another wolf, someone like him (well, kind of), and while he certainly planned on hazing the guy a lot, just because he could and he was bored and that's what he did when he was bored, he didn't want to kill him by any means!
