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[Color=8BF7FE][b]Time:[/b][/color] Morning
[Color=8BF7FE][b]Location:[/b][/color] Crime scene in the alleyways of Ember Grove
[Color=8BF7FE][b]Interaction with:[/b][/color] n/a[/center] 

Detective Wyatt Hawthorne rode in the passenger seat of the nondescript black car while his partner, Detective Brady drove. His partner always insisted on driving and when pushed about it he went on some tangent about not being able to trust kids these days to put down the damn phone and watch the road. Although Brady didn’t look that much older than Wyatt, he was a seventy something year old werewolf, so he was about as much fun as any disgruntled boomer. All in all, it was better not to get the old dog going as Wyatt didn’t care to listen to yet another rant about his generation. Early this morning a body had been found in dumpster and the first on the scene had said it looked like an animal mauling. Funny thing about animal attacks was they didn’t tend to toss a body out with the trash. Bizarre animal attacks were nothing new to Ember Grove, and while the majority of the cities police department remained blissfully unaware of the supernatural elements in town crimes with the obvious markers of supernatural involvement were frequently kicked over to Wyatt and his partner by those who truly knew what went on here. 

They pulled up to an alley way already blocked off by the bright yellow police tape and the two detectives headed into the alley. A steady rain was already doing it’s best to muddle the investigation, washing away traces of the killer. They got a good look at the body before it was taken away, deep puncture wounds in the poor kid’s back and covered in bruises and abrasions. The man’s ID read Kyran Wright, and Wyatt recognized him from a local bar, Alexi’s, where Kyran had worked. They continued poking around the alleyway, noting the bloodied cracks in some of the bricks. If the state of Kyran’s body hadn’t made it obvious enough, the amount of force in which he was tossed around the alleyway meant whoever killed this guy had a lot of rage.

[Color=8BF7FE]"Pretty cut and dry werewolf attack, any new players in town?”[/color] Wyatt asked his partner once they were out of earshot of the other, strictly human, officers. 

“Several, can’t say I know much about any of ‘em though.” His partner replied. 

[Color=8BF7FE]“I’ve seen the victim working over at Alexi’s, we should stop by there and see if he had any enemies. Maybe he pissed off the wrong customer last night.”[/color] Wyatt suggested, he didn’t know much about the guy beyond where he worked so he hoped maybe his co-workers would have a bit more insight. Brady simply nodded in agreement as his cell phone rang and he took a moment to take the call.

“Seems like a good place to start but it’ll have to wait, we’ve got another body in dumpster over by Twisted Lizard, this one’s been drained of blood and has some rather telling puncture wounds on the neck.” Brady said shaking his head. It seemed that the supernatural residents of Ember Grove had been rather busy last night. 

[Color=8BF7FE]"Sounds like a conspiracy to make sure we’re working all weekend long.”[/color] Wyatt added dryly.