Aaawwoooo! ( Wyatt&Tracy )
Wyatt sat in the alley way by his apartment building, looking up at the moon. It seemed so bright and big tonight. Maybe it was because tonight would also brig a blood mood. Either way it made his whole body buzz. He was fairly relaxed. The change didn’t really seem to hurt anymore, after almost 39 years the anticipation made it nearly voluntary. Pain free.
The large wolf stood and stretched out, ruffling his fur. He wanted to run. He should have gotten further out of the city before the moon came up, but he’d gotten distracted. Oh, Momo. Slowly stepping out toward the street, Wyatt poke his head out to see of the coast was clear. The residents here were mostly wolves but still, he didn’t wanna run into anyone if he didn’t have too.
With the coast clear, so he though, he took off like lightning but no sooner than he left the ally did he run into someone, something? He stumbles and shook his head, recovering from the impact.
Full moons never held the same, well, we'll just say "fun" that they did way back when. On the days when her pack consists of more than just two and several tentative ones. But it was always exhilarating and refreshing to let loose, to allow a very important part of her very being to be free... if only for a few spare hours.
Although shifting when she was this far away from home or not even close to outside the city limits was a little... reckless on her part. But today, this time, this time she would find the owner of that scent. That familiar scent that reminded her of days gone passed. The wolf in her practically howled in delight at being, for once in a long long time, within a close proximity of that scent. The human side? Well if it ever had a say in this adventure it would be a long string of dread and partial regret.
More on the petite side for an alpha, never let it fool you to thinking she was anything but a fighting machine. With a slow stride she quietly and calmed followed the scent. And when it had gotten stronger all of the sudden, she braced for impact with the much younger wolf. She practically yipped in delight after recovering. Her tail wagging and head tilted slightly, she inspected the much larger wolf as he recuperated from the jarring impact. This was the one. With her wolf's curiosity sated, Tracy stepped aside, allowing the wolf to pass. A simple beta wouldn't challenge an alpha.
