Vincent was still shaking some as he was doing his best to calm himself down. He knew better than to let himself get stressed out over these things that were meant to help him but he still couldn't help it sometimes. He looked up with still reletively scared eyes but there was some strange relief to them also. he took back his phone and started to type once more.

"Just try to warn me next time before going do something like that....I'm not human either and if i get too stressed my magic acts up so please give a warning."

He handed it back with a sigh, wishing he could actually talk to make this all easier. Heck even being able to push his thoughts into someone's head would help right now.

Guess he should have given Vincent a heads up or something, he didn't mean to scare him or anything. The boys that were making fun of Vincent were long gone now and probably wouldn't dare come near Vincent now since Hunter was obviously not going to put up with any shit from anyone when it came to Vincent.

He smiled some and nodded. I will and I am sorry for scaring you. He said softly.

He could hear Vincents thoughts and wondered if maybe talking to one another in telepathy would help. He had never spoken to someone through the power of telepathy, only using the ability if he was in a fight. Can you hear me? He sent a telepathic message to Vincent.

Vincent had stopped shaking finally and looked to be in a more fully relaxed state again. He read the apology as sincere and let his smile creep back onto his face. He had taken his phone back and was going to type again when he gave a visible jump and a strange gurgle noise of sorts in his shock at hearing a voice that wasn't his in his head. He looked at Hunter wide-eyed as he just focused his thoughts hoping to confirm what he just heard.
"You can use telepathy!! Wait have you been reading my thoughts the whole time?"

Hunter watched Vincent's reactions and wondered if he would get upset that he had used telepathy without permission. He was still trying to learn how to use telepathy and sometimes it got the better of him by using it on someone who didn't like their mind being read without permission. He smiled some at the question before answering.

I've been trying not to but my power is hard to control at times...I didn't even know if I could send a telepathic message or not. He admitted.

Vincent couldn't help to become excited over this as he did his best to restrain the happy little growls that were starting to rise out of his throat. This would make things so much easier!
"Well this is awesome! and maybe if you like you can just talk normally and i can kinda send thoughts? I still can't help but be excited about this!"
He was wishing he could get out of his chair and actually hug the wolf but kept himself where he was. He did have the drawing clutched to his chest as he just beamed.

He was surprised that Vincent was happy about this. Most people hated that he could reach their minds, called it a invasion of privacy. He smiled though that Vincent was happy about this, communicating with one another would be much easier now.

That would be a good idea, be much easier and quicker. He admitted with a smile.

He did get up, bending over and gave Vincent a hug, knowing that the little witch wanted one from him over the excitement of their new communication method.

Vincent couldn't stop the smile upon his face or that he was silently laughing. He looked up beaming at hearing the other agreeing with him. His eyes looked confused for a moment when Hunter leaned down and gave him a hug of sorts. Hem was a little surprised that the other gave him a hug but then he had to keep remembering the other could read his thoughts. He silently laughed once more.
"Guess I'll even have to watch my own thoughts now huh?"
He grinned widely before starting to move along one of the paths. He looked back at hunter, his look and thoughts showing he wanted to 'walk' around the park for a bit.

He smiled and sat down once he pulled away and got out his phone to check and see if his foster parents had called or texted him. Course his dad did and he was always mad with him, so he ignored the angry text he got and merely put his phone back into his pocket. He watched Vincent and heard the other thoughts about walking around the park and just nodded with a smile.

[color-limegreen]Okay sure.[/color] He said and stood up, dusting his jeans off and walked over to stand beside of Vincent and waited for him to lead the way.

Vincent liked to see the other smile, but just having a friend for a while was just a feat in itself for him since moving here. He waited for a moment as Hunter busied himself with his phone before seeming ready to follow. He smiled before starting down one of the main walking trails, though he was thankful it was paved so as to make things less awkward from him to maneuver. He looked around at what life was there and did his best to smile even though there were people here and there that stared a little too long at him.
"So Hunter, How long have you lived here?"
It couldn't hurt to actually get to know the guy could it?

Hunter looked around at his surroundings. Fall was already beginning to set in, making the scenerie red, golden and orange. He was so caught up in just looking around, he almost jumped some when he heard Vincent's question. He turned his head to the other and smiled. Mmm about six years now, you? He asked.

He did hear and smell something that made him quickly look to his right, staring into the dark opening on the forest. He blinked his eyes a few times before looking back and tried to not look to alarm.

Vincent had allowed his eyes to become absorbed in the blending of colors in the setting sky. He heard what Hunter said and had to think for himself how long he had been in town. He could only recall it was not long after his birthday that they had moved into town, so he was struggling to recall exactly when.
"I think it's almost been a year now. Dahlia moved us here not that long after my birthday so that's how I mark it."
He looked at Hunter with a confused stare, noticing how the other was staring into the dark opening of the forest. He himself looked but couldn't help to feel uneasy as he had lost his legs in a forest and wasn't planning to go inside one anytime soon for fear of getting hurt again. He reached a hand to tug on the other's shirt as to get his attention.
"Is something wrong?"

Hunter kept looking inside the forest, he could vaguely see some dark figure that was moving around and he felt the wolf inside of him growl. He couldn't hide the fact that Vincent noticed something was wrong and he sigh softly. He looked back to Vincent and said. I thought I saw someone. He said with a small smile.

He tried not to look on edge, but whoever this person was made him alittle fidgety and he could help but to stay closer to Vincent now. I think we had better get back to your house. He added.

Vincent wasn't sure what to think of the smile but smiled back none the less. He could tell Hunter didn't want him to worry but the wolf's fidgety behavior was proof something was bugging him. He heard what was thought and only nodded at agreeing to going home. He really should head back to the shop anyhow since the sun was setting and his sister didn't like him outside past that time.
"I live above the shop with my sister so we better go back that way."
He started to turn around and picked up his speed some. He could feel his stress level rising some and it just made him worry that someone might come out of the woodland and attack him again. He didn't want to have an elemental outburst again and have even more damage done to his frame. He was just barely starting to gain feeling back to his legs even though he couldn't move them still.

Damien didn't read Vincents mind after the other agreed to go back to the shop with him. He didn't want whatever it was in the woods to come out. He did keep looking back, glaring at the dark figure and could see the shadows of the being started to move, as if trying to keep up with them. Hunter looked around, seeing the park now was vacant and their was no sound what so ever.

A uneasy feeling started to creep up on him and he heard what sounded like a gun cocking. Hunter didn't waste time, disappearing from view for a moment and when he reappeared, he had Vincent in his arms, holding the witch bridal style when the gunman aim right at the witch. He slide to a stop, baring his fangs now at the hunter who revealed himself.

The man was tall, standing well over 6 ft and had greasy black hair that looked to bed ridden. He wore a long, black coat that came down to his knees and in his right hand was a silver gun. What is it with your dogs having a thing for witches? The hunter said with a cruel laugh.

Hunter bared his fangs at the man, holding Vincent protectively close to him. He couldn't put Vincent down, the boy couldn't even use his legs. Holding him like this wasn't a good idea either....he didn't know what he could do.

Vincent just felt as if everything was growing cold extremely fast as the unease was sweeping across the park. The witch was near ready to recommend hunter push him so as to move as fast as possible but it seemed too late as the sound of a gun cocking cut through the silence. In a blur Vincent felt himself being picked up, making him cling to the wolf tightly so as to not feel as if he would fall. His heart was racing as his stress was starting to spike too high, the look of terror on his face was clear as day. He hated hunters as he blamed them for taking his legs from him and the fact that there was one before him was not good. He could feel his fear of the situation starting to trigger the process of aligning with an element, making his body tremble. He lifted a hand so as to point it at the hunter and let his eyes to black for a split second as he summoned one of his illusions. It didn't look too stable but it was more or less solid. It towered over the hunter, it looking like some sort of bear beast only far more furious and violent.
"run to the shop and just don't look back! I can keep this up but hurry!"
Vincent was letting his eyes stay dark as he controlled the illusion so as to hold back aligning with any sort of element. The hunter had honestly not been expecting an illusionist as the bear creature made to swipe at the gun, knocking it out of the hunter's hand for now. It had even gone so far as to knock the hunter back into the trees, chasing after so as to try and shred the hunter to ribbons.