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A new town, a new face. Hopefully he could actually stay put for a while. He hated having to change his form. It always hurt. Del was just so tired of being on the move. It was difficult finding places to stay. For now, he’d stay in the woods.
He finished washing off the blood from his shift, then hiding what was left of his old self in a hole, covering it with dirt and leaves. While he had the extra strength, he wasn’t graced with an inhuman sense of smell. If he had, he might have noticed how much these woods smelled like wolves. He had no idea the town he happened upon was a bit of a supernatural central.
He hoisted himself up in a tree, laying back. Hoping he could have a little bit of time to recuperate.











