The internet was full of idiots and fanboys who had no real understanding of what they were talking about. However, in this rare particular case...they were right. The level of human thought that lingered in the wolf form was based on several different factors. From mental strength to the linage of the wolf who'd bitten them, even something as random and annoying as luck.
Jason hadn't always been so able to hold onto his human thoughts, nor did he always want to keep them in this form, but Tim was lucky that the intelligence that looked out at him from those pale blue eyes was unchanged from when he walked on two legs instead of four. His instincts had ridden him hard those first several years, but now all he did was curl his lip in a snarl as Tim ran off to chase his prey. His instincts wanted to snap out and crush the boy's ankle in his teeth...but he had bigger problems to deal with.
He'd bitten that jackass and hadn't been able to deliver the killing blow. Overhead, the moon hung heavy and pregnant and Tim....Tim was running headfirst towards a whole world of pain and danger.
For a moment he considered just letting the boy get what he deserved. It would take out the annoying little shit without staining his hands and then he'd be free to take on the accidental pup without distraction. Talia would be pleased with it, even if she'd be furious with him for his slip up. Tim had captivated the attention of her father, after all, and she was nothing if not jealous.
And yet, he pushed himself up from the ground, his muzzle already starting to stitch itself back together over the gleaming white of his teeth. He could hear them up ahead, could smell the bright fear from Tim....but he could also smell the agony and confusion from the trafficker. There was a sharp note there, a spreading sickness that only grew stronger as Jason traversed the forest.
He got there just as the man was turning from the oak. His wounds were no longer bleeding, his eyes wide and wild as his body was starting to ripple under the moonlight. He lifted thinning lips over fangs that didn't belong in a human mouth and there was absolutely none of the intelligence that Jason showed as he lunged for Red Robin. He caught Jason's shoulder instead and Jason yelped as he twisted to grab some part of the twisting body that had him, fur flowing and melting and churning in his jaws as they tussled.
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Jason hadn't always been so able to hold onto his human thoughts, nor did he always want to keep them in this form, but Tim was lucky that the intelligence that looked out at him from those pale blue eyes was unchanged from when he walked on two legs instead of four. His instincts had ridden him hard those first several years, but now all he did was curl his lip in a snarl as Tim ran off to chase his prey. His instincts wanted to snap out and crush the boy's ankle in his teeth...but he had bigger problems to deal with.
He'd bitten that jackass and hadn't been able to deliver the killing blow. Overhead, the moon hung heavy and pregnant and Tim....Tim was running headfirst towards a whole world of pain and danger.
For a moment he considered just letting the boy get what he deserved. It would take out the annoying little shit without staining his hands and then he'd be free to take on the accidental pup without distraction. Talia would be pleased with it, even if she'd be furious with him for his slip up. Tim had captivated the attention of her father, after all, and she was nothing if not jealous.
And yet, he pushed himself up from the ground, his muzzle already starting to stitch itself back together over the gleaming white of his teeth. He could hear them up ahead, could smell the bright fear from Tim....but he could also smell the agony and confusion from the trafficker. There was a sharp note there, a spreading sickness that only grew stronger as Jason traversed the forest.
He got there just as the man was turning from the oak. His wounds were no longer bleeding, his eyes wide and wild as his body was starting to ripple under the moonlight. He lifted thinning lips over fangs that didn't belong in a human mouth and there was absolutely none of the intelligence that Jason showed as he lunged for Red Robin. He caught Jason's shoulder instead and Jason yelped as he twisted to grab some part of the twisting body that had him, fur flowing and melting and churning in his jaws as they tussled.