Brooklyn I Human I Female I M: Atticus, Shadow Eagle (ind.), Swift (ind.)

Bye, wolf. Hope your paw heals quickly, Brooke thought absently, listening to this guy- Atticus "apparently"- speak. She copied his expression and studied him as well, eyes trying to spot his motive. "Men can be territorial too and if I paid any attention to what they think is right, history wouldn't have progressed and I'd be a child bride." I actually have a good comeback for once,..huh. "I'm Brookly- Brooke, spelled with an e for some odd reason my parents have, been here since birth practically. I think I saw you with some friends earlier, they seemed nice. A lot like y-" Brooke paused, wincing. She was blabbering like a toddler! She couldn't give away the fact she had been glancing at him earlier, he'd think she was a creep. Then again.. following someone far into the woods was a bit strange.

"So why did you follow me? Are you an ogre or something..should I have brought seasoning with me in case someone decided I was fitting for a meal? You have to admit, turning to see a random guy in the woods is cause for suspicion. Those wolves interacting with you was weird enough." She realized she sounded like a cop would to a suspect and stopped, shaking her head. "Sorry, shouldn't have skipped out on sleep yesterday to watch the stars. Makes everything seem weird. I should get back, I stole a poor boy's phone to follow that wolf...it needs to be returned." Brooke held the phone in her hand, sighing. "So..are you just going to hold a staring contest or what?"

I'm not an ogre I'm a- What had he been about to say? Or was it a joke? Like "I'm not an ogre, I'm a bird" and then jokingly peck at the ground like a sparrow looking for worms.. yes that must have been it, Brooke figured with a satisfied nod. She watched his expressions change to fit accordingly with his actions and words, in a confident manner. But one question still remained. Why had he been studying her, if that was his given excuse. Brooklyn frowned and then shrugged. What did she know? He could be a humanitarian or some sort of researcher..or maybe he didn't get along with people much. She didn't know his story and could not make any judgment calls, as that was unfair to whomever this guy truly was. She waved when he started to jog away from her, waving.

"I'll figure you out soon Atticus," she muttered with a playful smile, for some reason blushing when he winked. By all the seasons, don't act like some silly school girl. Goodness knows how many girls are already staking him out, trying to catch him like he's a delicious fish they want to net. "Nice to meet you too, Atti." She waited a moment before heading over to the bleachers, where her acquaintance was waiting.

"Hey, did you see my- Oh!" The guy smiled when Brooke pulled out his phone, taking it gratefully. "It must have fallen out of my pockets or something...always losing things. My sister says I'd lose my head if it wasn't attached to me. Thank you for finding it." He told her the time and they continued to talk, mostly Oliver, the guy's name, leading the topics. Brooke was mostly preoccupied with the strange encounters she had just a few minutes ago. Only when he got up did she start.

"Sorry, not the best conversationalist." Brooke said with a laugh. She said a quick goodbye before she could embarass herself further and left, heading inside to find her locker.

"It wasn't my most favorite excuse," Brooke said in a mild tone, watching students pass by them with an indifferent look. "But I'm fine. Had some weird encounters during lunch, so I guess that makes up for the minor embarrassment in class. Who were you with for it? I didn't see you around, so I figured I would sit outside and enjoy the nice weather." Her lips pursed slightly at the half-lie; she hated fibbing, even when it was beneficial to keep friendships. Truth was she hadn't really looked around, she wanted to be by herself..with nobody that knew her. Clenching and unclenching her hands into fists, she went to get her books from her locker while waiting for Lily to speak again, trying to focus on keeping her breathing calm.