Ashley Commonlocke's Story

There was a clink as Ashley locked the door behind her. She stood in her home, with her door closed behind her. She tossed the keys in her right hand to the couch in the living room. She let out a sigh and took a few steps forward. She turned to face a full body mirror. Her reflection made her chuckle. Her casual clothes were silly sometimes. She saw a fairly short woman stare back at her. She wore big round spectacles that covered half her face. Her long black hair fell just past her shoulders and gingerly onto her back. She wore a bright pink turtle-neck, and black leather gloves. She had some sweat pants on and socks below that. She looked incredibly lazy. She let out a huff and took the glasses off. She hated wearing them, and thus tossed them somewhere behind her.

Ashley walked down a little hallway and found herself face to face with a big white door. The door to her study. She opened it and was marveled with the fresh scent of Vanilla. She smiled as she looked at how organized everything looked. She could not stand a messy room, and she always got on Lance about cleaning up his messes as well. Ashley walked in, closing the door behind her. She'd taken a left as she entered and came face to face with a glass case. Inside the case was authentic, and heavy looking steel armor. Armor you'd imagine a king wearing. It was used to hunt down, and protect from Therianthropes. She pressed a hand lightly against the case. This was her fathers armor, and she liked to stare at it remembering of when her father was alive. She let out a sigh and walked away. She wished she could cling onto her memories, but she had to press forward. She had to hunt in her fathers name. As if she deserved to. She shook her head and let out a sigh. She found herself turning around and making her way to the exit.

Ashley walked down the hallway to the room she shared with Lance. She still couldnt believe she married a Therianthrope. How many people can say they met during a hunt of the other? A literal hunt! She stopped before she entered her room. Staring at the wedding photo of her and Lance. She smiled at it, and wondered where lance was. Hoping he would come to keep her company soon. So she could ask if he would accompany her on a hunting trip soon.

Lance had gotten home a few hours beforehand in which he had showered and changed into grey sweat pants and a black t-shirt. Lance laid on the bed he shared with his wife, Ashley. He had just been cleaning up around the house, he tends to leave things a mess, but insists that if things are clean he wouldn't know where to find anything. But, he cleaned up only to please Ashley.

He was now reading a book that told of vast adventures, bravery, and honor. His mind got distracted from the book, thinking of how great an adventure would be. As his eyes searched the room mindlessly he spotted a wedding photo of him and Ashley. It sparked up the memory of them meeting, and he rubbed his side as he could feel the tiny scar from where her arrow hit him. He never regretted meeting her, and was always happy he did. He laughed to himself thinking of how much they used to argue and fight before they were together. Finally he went back to his book just as Ashley walked in the room. "Oh hey love, how was your day?" he smiled.

Stepping into her bedroom Ashley smiled at her husband. Ashley looked at how he lay on the bed. She stared at him for a moment starting from his head to his toe. She still had trouble grasping that her wonderful husband was a theiranthrope. The very beast she hunts. The reason they met was because she had a contract to capture him. She was glad she gave him a chance to talk before she hit him with the tranquilizer. Ashley smiled and waved at her husband. "Evening Dear, I am doing alright, and you?" She'd move over to 'her' side of the bed. She sit down on the edge. Her back faced Lance, but her head was turned and smiled at him. She'd wait for his response then nod at him.

Ashley pushed herself onto the bed and lay her head on Lance's legs. "Say, Lance? We've not been hunting in a while." She stare up at the ceiling of their small home. She brought a hand up to pull a strand of stray hair from her face. She turned her head to look at Lance, effectively making more hair fall onto her face. "I've been thinking of planning a trip for us. Go hunting again. It's been to long. I hope you are not bored with hunting?"Ashley giggled and looked at him. "Not yet at least I am sure."

Ashley sat up and looked about the room. She noticed some stray clothes here and there. She'd frown and turn to look at Lance. After he gave her the answer for the hunting trip, she'd grumble at him "Honestly, this room is a mess." This wasnt really true, but she'd always get on him if there was something like this. She'd clean it up later of course, but she liked to make sure he was developing clean habits. A second gaze around the room and Ashley's gaze was caught by a magazine. She saw it was about pregnant women, and the thought of having a kid made her smile. She stared at for a bit, but did not say anything about it. She turned and looked at Lance, then down at herself. She shook the thoughts from her head and move to lay back against the wall at the head of the bed. She'd look up at Lance and smile.

"Good!" Lance went back to his book and continued reading as she situated herself on his legs which made him chuckle, also the fact that her constant hair was falling in her beautiful face made him smile. "Funny, I was just thinking how great it would be to get back out there and hunt. I'm up for it but I don't know about you, with your old age and all." He laughed and hid behind his book for a moment trying to prepare for the impact of her hand hitting him.

"Yea...but hey! I cleaned the living room!" He smiled trying to get out of trouble. He noticed her eyes searching at a magazine so he turned his head to see what it was then got a little surprised that it was a pregnant tips magazine. 'How do we even have that magazine?' he wondered but snapped back realizing that her gaze was of a yearning feeling. He smiled back at her as she sat up beside him and stared into her adorable eyes. Those eyes are what truly captured him. He leaned down and kissed her softly, as he pulled away he chuckled and put his arm around her, cuddling her into his embrace. "Hmm This is nice" He smiled, "We've been busy so these little moments are a gift. haha...Yea lets go hunting" He smiled down at her.