The World's Way
Disclaimer in first chapter.
Crossing: BtVS/TwilightxxoxxThey’d met in the middle of Yellowstone Park, two travelers with no real direction, just similar modes of travel. In the way of their kind, they shared stories – not through words and dialogue – with pictures and memories, both happy and not so.
When done at last, they headed for the edge of the park by mutual agreement. There was a small town nearby where they could get food, drinks, and possibly baths while they talked. Or didn’t talk, it was all the same to the werewolves.
The two stopped at last, transformed into their human selves and stretched. Both went to their separate backpacks, with extra-long straps for canine-carrying ease, and began to dress. For a short time the rustle of shifting clothing was the only sound in the small clearing.
“Now I know what Edward would be like as a wolf,” Jacob laughed.
One corner of Oz’s mouth lifted in a wry grin.
The younger man sighed. “Love sucks.”
“Way of the world.”
“Yeah, well… The world sucks too.”
“Yup.”
xxoxxA/N2: Like it, love it, loathe it with some degree of fiery intensity? Lemme know! I'm sort of thinking of turning this into a new ficlet-series, this time themed around animals instead of specific people. So... should I maybe do cats or snakes next? Thoughts? Comments? Critique?
