Shifter RPG

"Give up the good guy act. No one likes it." She spat back.

"At least my attitude won't kill me. I'm looking out fo-" He stopped and took a deep breath, suddenly aware he'd been raising his voice.

"You sure?" she asked, glaring at him. "It's bugging the h*** out of me, I think I might just kill you." Though, it was more of a threat than the truth.

People were starting to stare. He shook his head.
"We might as well find a place to stay for the night."

"Alright," she growled her voice not loud anymore, ignoring the eyes.

He started off toward the door to the ruins and sat against the wall, rubbing his eyes.

"Sleepy already?" she asked him, slightly amused. She sat next to him. (to embarrass him: AWWWW *snaps pictures* WHENS THE BABY COMING)

Archaea moved slightly over, making it look like he was restless to cover how uncomfortable he was.

"...Guess not." she said, and sighed. "I'm bored."

"...Deal with it." Archaea began to drift into a half-sleep of sorts.

She yawned and shifted wolf, falling asleep almost instantly.

Archaea awoke to the sun's rays. The had been thrown out of the ruins as they slept.

Difference yawned and twitched. She arose a bit later, sighlty drowsy.

Archaea was perched atop a pillar that stood outside of the door to the ruins.

"Heh, we got kicked out now did we?" she yawned. "Ah, sorry. It's my fault. If I weren't here they'd have probably let you stayed." She said, though she didn't sound all that sympathetic.

"It doesn't matter much," He said.

"Well alright." she yawned and stretched.

"I guess we should get out of here," He said, descending softly from the pillar.

"Yeah, no duh." she said, coming her hand through her hair. "Where to next?"

"Hell, let's just head to the Serpent Tribe, why don't we? Get rejected over there too..." He said sarcastically.

She laughed. "Bet so. But it's an interesting place, so why not?"

Archaea looked at her then threw his hands up. "Aw hell," He started to storm out of the desert.

She laughed again, following close behind him. "Your leg any better?" she asked, eyeing it curiously.

He winced. "Nope," He turned and looked at her but stopped. "You have some sand in you hair..." He ran his hand slowly through her hair and nodded afterward.

Difference looked awkwardly at him. "Erm..." she looked away. "Thanks."
What was that just now?