Lupinecopper – could we please see Anakin interacting with Obi-Wan in his wolf form?
Glancing up and down the hallway to make sure no one could see him open the door, Anakin quickly typed in the code mr Qui-Gon had set and stepped in, locking it up behind him just as quickly, beaming when he saw Obi-Wan raise his head.
The werewolf had clearly been resting, curled up on the floor with his head on his paws, but Anakin entering had him attentive and also wagging.
It was one of the reasons Anakin was extremely sure Obi-Wan liked him, that and his insistence that Anakin just call him Obi-Wan, no mr needed.
Canines, when happy, always wagged and Obi-Wan clearly couldn’t control the reaction.
“Hey Obi-Wan!” He chirped as he skipped forward, Anakin put the tray on the bed and dropped down to rub Obi-Wan’s ears, the wolf pushing up into the touch with a pleased rumble as his tail continued thumping against the durasteel floor, paws lightly scrabbling at the floor when he squirmed happily.
Giggling slightly, Anakin continued to rub his fingers through Obi-Wan’s fur, taking in the sight of the about average sized canine, wondering if the rumors about being able to shift sizes were true or not as he continued petting.
Anakin had petted furry animals before, bantha’s for one and the pelt of a sand skitter but Obi-Wan’s fur was nothing like that.
It was silkier, softer somehow with an outer coat that was thicker and an inner coat that was thinner and softer to touch.
That could be the fact that he was a human that turned into a wolf though, instead of simply an animal. After all, the others padawan braid came with him when he shifted, indicating that his hair was all mixed up in there.
It was almost like his mom’s hair, especially after a sonic shower. Anakin had spent a lot of time brushing or playing with his mom’s hair during standstorms and the few rainy days they had, when the heavens seemed to pour down on them.
And Obi-Wan’s fur was a lot like his mom hair then.
Well, the inner layer at least.
The outer layer was a bit coarser than his mom’s hair but somehow silkier at the same time.
It was a really odd sensation and Anakin was coming to enjoy just burying his hands into the fur in the two days Obi-Wan had been like that.
Mr Qui-Gon said that Obi-Wan would spend four days as a wolf, a short cycle apparently, according to the older Jedi and then he’d turn back into his human self, no worse for wear.
“I got you food, mr Qui-Gon was speaking with the Queen, so he wanted me to take it to you.” Anakin stated brightly only to giggle when Obi-Wan pushed his muzzle into Anakin’s stomach, the snout tickling slightly as Obi-Wan simply dropped his head in the boy’s lap.
Clearly Obi-Wan wasn’t all that interested in food.
Following the silent prompting, Anakin continued rubbing his hands through the others fur, pausing sometimes to reach back up to the copper colored ears and scratch behind them, Obi-Wan rumbling deeply in his chest as his tail thumped on the floor.
It was a bit weird, petting the Jedi like this but at the same time, Anakin was enjoying it and so was Obi-Wan.
From what mr Qui-Gon could tell him, Obi-Wan was still inside of the wolf, fully conscious and clear but his emotions was less… compact.
Which meant that he couldn’t bring himself to be embarrassed about wanting pettings apparently.
Anakin of course, was happy to supply, sitting on the floor with a warm wolf head in his lap and a snout pressed to his stomach. ‘I wonder how Padme would react to a werewolf?’ He mused lazily to himself as he dug his fingers through fur.
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