Title: Following The Scent
Fandom: Lost Girl
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Kenzi, Dyson.
Rating: PG
Word Count: 432
Spoilers/Setting: Season One: Oh Kappa, My Kappa.
Summary: Bo is missing; Kenzi’s enlisted Dyson to help find her friend, and her mind is about to get blown yet again
Content Notes: None necessary.
Written For: Prompt 267: Amnesty, using Challenge 61: Transformation.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Lost Girl, or the characters.



He’s sniffing the air, the bushes, crouching to sniff the ground, which is kinda weird, but hey, if it helps him track Bo then Kenzi’s down with it. Whatever. She just wishes Dyson would hurry up and do… whatever it is he’s doing because Bo is out there somewhere, in trouble, and they have to find her fast. Kenzi would’ve totally done it herself, but she’s a city girl and this is SO not the city!

Still, Dyson’s just all sniff sniff sniff and she’s starting to get impatient…

“What the hell are you doing?”

If she thought the sniffing was a bit off, when he starts taking his clothes off… Whoa! Actually, not in a bad way ‘cause Dyson looks pretty hot when he’s dressed but this just turned the heat WAY up! Her eyes roam over his leanly muscled body as it’s revealed and maybe her mouth waters just a bit…

What? She’s a very discerning woman, and he’s a very sexy man; she can’t help it if she notices these things, in between snatching up the clothes Dyson’s busily shedding. There’s plenty to notice, but she tries to pay attention to what he’s saying despite the obvious and very appealing distractions.

“The trail’s mixed with someone else’s. I can’t follow the scent like this.” Dyson rattles off instructions of what to tell Bo when they find her. There go his boots, tugged off and discarded.

“Why can’t you tell her?”

AND there go his pants. WOO, commando, and nice ass, what she gets to see of it before Dyson’s off and running, naked as the day he was born, while Kenzi snatches up the rest of his duds, starts after him, and…

“Holy shit balls!”

Between one stride and the next, the man is gone, shimmered, transformed, into a goddamned wolf, big, silvery grey, and loping into the darkness as Kenzi scrambles after it… no, him… trying to keep from losing him in the forest. He’s got an unfair advantage.

“That was awesome!” Okay, that was maybe a little over-excited under the circumstances, but come on, who can blame her? A man turning into a wolf is not something you see every day.

Does Bo even know about this? That Dyson’s a goddamned werewolf? A seriously gorgeous one too... Ah, hell yeah! Watch out fae, whatever you are, here comes Team Wolf to the rescue! Just gotta keep wolf-boy in sight, wouldn’t do to get left behind in the darkness, out here in the middle of nowhere.

Dyson’s got it easy. Damn, it’s hard to run in these boots…


The End