His senses feel alive, and there's a weird kind of sheer joy to just run.
He can hear the other wolves scattering, for a second he feared they were running after him, but...wasn't the case. He could smell their scent fading. Phew. That was a tight spot earlier, he--
--he slowed down.
That one guy, the badass vampire dude--he really did try to help him, didn't he? Peter looked behind him, his eyes burning gold in the darkness. Maybe he should...like, say thank you. At least figure out why he did in the first place.
Turning (not literal) tail, he sped back in the direction that he came from, trying to pick up that weird scent.
"Hey!" Peter calls out when he's still a bit far, instinctual wariness getting the better of him. Peter's wearing a red motorcycle jacket over a gray shirt, slightly scruffy, he could use several shaves. Werewolfism? Or he was just a scruffy dude. His teeth had gone back to normal, even if his eyes haven't.
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His senses feel alive, and there's a weird kind of sheer joy to just run.
He can hear the other wolves scattering, for a second he feared they were running after him, but...wasn't the case. He could smell their scent fading. Phew. That was a tight spot earlier, he--
--he slowed down.
That one guy, the badass vampire dude--he really did try to help him, didn't he? Peter looked behind him, his eyes burning gold in the darkness. Maybe he should...like, say thank you. At least figure out why he did in the first place.
Turning (not literal) tail, he sped back in the direction that he came from, trying to pick up that weird scent.
"Hey!" Peter calls out when he's still a bit far, instinctual wariness getting the better of him. Peter's wearing a red motorcycle jacket over a gray shirt, slightly scruffy, he could use several shaves. Werewolfism? Or he was just a scruffy dude. His teeth had gone back to normal, even if his eyes haven't.
"Why'd you help me?"