Callum watched the other wolf dash away with amazement. Apparently their wolves reacted much stronger to each other than their human halves —— a fact Callum became aware of when he found himself snarling and baring his teeth after the little on took of with a piece of meat between his fangs. Instinctively he put a paw on the rest of the cadaver as if he wanted to cue the other wolf that another bite out of this was off limits. For a while he simply enjoyed his meal, filling his belly to a point where he would probably feel nauseated and sick but since this was the first time in months they dropped this much food into the enclosure, he wouldn’t be picky.
When only a few pieces of meat were left, Callum grabbed one of the bigger bones and started chewing on it. God, how long since he got actual bones with marrow in it? Despite him not wanting to do it, he started panting and whimpering happily as he gnawed away on the bone. They need us for something. And it has definitely something to do with watching us. Callum lifted his head for a second and nodded at the wall behind them. This is glass. They look at us from different angles but it’s hard to see past the glass, he explained while he licked over the bone.
Distantly he was aware of the presence above them; a scrutinizing gaze from many eyes. Slowly Callum lifted his head, narrowed his eyes and growled deeply in the general direction of their jailers. I don’t know if they want us to rip out each other’s throats or get along. At least the first option would answer your question, why they didn’t kill you. He lowered his head again and huffed out a breath that sounded like wolf equivalent of a laugh.
That guy over there is new, Callum stated as he got a glimpse of the young man with the rolled up sleeves. He looked… eager and excited, like a man with a purpose and a set goal. He smells like trouble.
Ethan’s attention was divided between his focus on Callum and his observation of the walls the other wolf had pointed out. Two way glass, or a one way mirror. Ethan couldn’t remember what it was called exactly but the principle was the same. The humans could see them, but Ethan and the alpha could not see out.
His gaze flicked sideways at the other wolf’s mention of one of their captors and Ethan quickly sought out the newcomer. Most were new to Ethan but he obediently followed Callum’s gaze to a man with rolled up sleeves and froze. The sound Ethan made wasn’t human, but it wasn’t animalistic either. The man’s gaze was instantly drawn toward the cry and Ethan flinched, fleeing into the alpha’s territory with his tail between his legs and ears flat against the top of his head. He didn’t pause to consider the danger his invasion might cause. The only thought in Ethan’s mind was; HIDE.
An overgrown bush a scant five feet away from the alpha was where Ethan fled, pressing himself into the earth until the man’s view of him was completely obscured by low hanging branches. Later, Ethan would berate himself for showing such weakness before their enemy and before the alpha. It wasn’t entirely his fault. Ethan was used to relying on fight or flight to survive, and since “fight” was rarely an option for a lone beta, he had made a habit of the later. But his fear now was well justified. I recognize that one. The fur along his spine lifted in response to his fear. He is the one that captured me. I was in human form. He did not hold back. In fact, the other had seemed to take delight in Ethan’s terror and pain. The wolf dug claws into the earth as though expecting it to suddenly become the electrified bars of his cage. He is dangerous.
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