Post by canadianpolarbear on Sept 24, 2013 12:31:13 GMT -5
Matthew was restless. Outside, the breeze whistles softly through the trees, the far-off lullaby of the Pacific’s waves he could hear with his slightly increased human, but while it was night and seep dominated most, the Canadian boy just could not fall sleep but he knew why. It had been week now that he’s been at Asher Academy, learning things like math and science and whatnot, but he was also learning about his powers. However, because of the possible danger of transforming into a rather large bear in a crowded school, his superiors had advised that only under their supervision could he transform and that had really yet to happen… really all he’s bee learning about his powers was all theory based, the mechanics as to why there were shape-shifters in the world, and a few rather dry books written by a few of them.
Matt needed to stretch his muscles, so to speak, he was restless, and by restless he really, really needed to release his bear form or else he was going to go crazy. Opening his ears for the tenth time in the last hour, he glanced around the room and only saw the sleeping forms of his roommates and a glance at the clock told him that it was well past one o’clock, perfect for moonlighting and pun intended. However, there was the combating factor that sneaking out after hours was highly frowned upon and he could get them all in trouble but…Cursing under his breath, the blonde sat up in his bed, wearing a muscle shirt and bowers, silently slipped on a pair of shorts, grabbed his glasses and gently eased himself form his bed. Looking at the main door, he knew that there was surveillance in the halls and he would for sure be spotted but, lucky for him, his room also happened to be on the main floor.
His heartbeat skipped a beat as he again reasoned what exactly he was doing, wanting to do, because he wasn’t like that! Matthew was the boy, who followed rules and didn’t get in trouble, but the bear was stirring beneath his skin, so much he could almost feels his muscles strengthening in anticipation of bearing a bear’s weight. Sighing, he pushed up his glasses and tiptoed towards the window and deftly, surprisingly without being clumsy, slipped out of the open window and down to the soft grass. Damn! He forgot shoes… good thing bears don’t wear shoes. Shaking his head, eyes wide and senses on alert, Matthew kept to the shadows of the campus, thankful he was wearing darker clothing, before he made a beeline towards the forest.
Passing past trees, Matthew wanted to transform right then and there, but the confinement of the trees roused his anxiety of entrapment as well he did not want to ruin and rip his only pair of clothing because, well, returning back to school naked and getting caught was much worse than with clothes. Eventually, panting, the blonde reached the beach. Looking down each length, he breathed in the salty air and a small though deep growl and yearning rumbled from his chest. True that Hawaii was a far it warmer than the Canadian arctic, but the sea was the sea, and polar bears were marine carnivores.
“This is crazy…” he muttered, but ignored his own words.
Stripping, practically ripping his clothes off and setting down his glasses, the boy barely made it to nudity before he sprinted forward, transforming fluidly with the quiet explosion of bones realigning, muscles bulging, fur sprouting and anatomy altering in a rather beautiful, sudden sight and where humanity was, animal ruled now and the polar bear loped down to the water’s edge, plunging into the surf with a small roar of contentment.
Matt needed to stretch his muscles, so to speak, he was restless, and by restless he really, really needed to release his bear form or else he was going to go crazy. Opening his ears for the tenth time in the last hour, he glanced around the room and only saw the sleeping forms of his roommates and a glance at the clock told him that it was well past one o’clock, perfect for moonlighting and pun intended. However, there was the combating factor that sneaking out after hours was highly frowned upon and he could get them all in trouble but…Cursing under his breath, the blonde sat up in his bed, wearing a muscle shirt and bowers, silently slipped on a pair of shorts, grabbed his glasses and gently eased himself form his bed. Looking at the main door, he knew that there was surveillance in the halls and he would for sure be spotted but, lucky for him, his room also happened to be on the main floor.
His heartbeat skipped a beat as he again reasoned what exactly he was doing, wanting to do, because he wasn’t like that! Matthew was the boy, who followed rules and didn’t get in trouble, but the bear was stirring beneath his skin, so much he could almost feels his muscles strengthening in anticipation of bearing a bear’s weight. Sighing, he pushed up his glasses and tiptoed towards the window and deftly, surprisingly without being clumsy, slipped out of the open window and down to the soft grass. Damn! He forgot shoes… good thing bears don’t wear shoes. Shaking his head, eyes wide and senses on alert, Matthew kept to the shadows of the campus, thankful he was wearing darker clothing, before he made a beeline towards the forest.
Passing past trees, Matthew wanted to transform right then and there, but the confinement of the trees roused his anxiety of entrapment as well he did not want to ruin and rip his only pair of clothing because, well, returning back to school naked and getting caught was much worse than with clothes. Eventually, panting, the blonde reached the beach. Looking down each length, he breathed in the salty air and a small though deep growl and yearning rumbled from his chest. True that Hawaii was a far it warmer than the Canadian arctic, but the sea was the sea, and polar bears were marine carnivores.
“This is crazy…” he muttered, but ignored his own words.
Stripping, practically ripping his clothes off and setting down his glasses, the boy barely made it to nudity before he sprinted forward, transforming fluidly with the quiet explosion of bones realigning, muscles bulging, fur sprouting and anatomy altering in a rather beautiful, sudden sight and where humanity was, animal ruled now and the polar bear loped down to the water’s edge, plunging into the surf with a small roar of contentment.