[center][color=1589FF][h1]Carter Patrick-Winslow [/h1][/color][/center]
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[center][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AmhcF2PrSgY]I couldn't resist ^^;[/url][/center]
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[Color=1589FF][b]Time:[/b][/color] Morning
[Color=1589FF][b]Location:[/b][/color] Ember Grove Mall
[Color=1589FF][b]Interaction with:[/b][/color]  [color=F2AA83]Oliver Green[/color], [color=FFC7A9]Illia Green[/color] and [color=65FF00]Genesis Stewart[/color] - [@MsMorningstar]

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Carter had just finished up his shopping a few minutes prior and was doing a quick round of the mall, trying to think of anything else he might need back at his new place while trying to memorize the mall's layout. He had just stumbled across a bookstore and was examining their stock through the window, making a note to come back later for a better look, when he heard the sounds of a light scuffle taking place behind him. It sounded playful enough, so he wasn't planning on paying it any mind had it not been for the smell.

He had only ever associated that smell with two people before; his mother and his friend from university - the only thing they had in common was lycantrophy, which could only mean...

Hands tightening slightly around his bags, he started turning around for a better look at whoever was behind him, when a young girl came stumbling into him. Taking a step back to help balance himself, he dropped the bags he was clutching in his right hand to the ground and reached out to try to help steady her as well. 

[Color=1589FF]"Whoa, easy there."[/color] He hoped he sounded calmer than he was feeling. Three. There was three of them. He's only ever interacted with two other werewolves in the past (one of whom was his mother!) and only ever with one at a time! Was he hoping to meet other wolves upon moving here? Yes. But that didn't make this feel any less surreal.

One of them looked similar to the girl who bumped into him, he’s probably her relative as well as the reason she went flailing in the first place if the glare she was giving him while straightening up was any indication. The third one, seemed to be the head of the group – at least that’s the impression he got from the way she tugged the first girl close to her. 

[color=65FF00]”Calm down, yeah?”[/color] Her voice was quiet and reminded him of whenever his mother scolded him and James for something while they were in public. 

She addressed him next, [color=65FF00]”Hey, sorry about that! My friends are just a little rowdy.”[/color] giving him a wave which Carter returned with a slightly awkward smile. [color=65FF00]”You didn’t drop anything, did you?”[/color]

[Color=1589FF][i]Okay, just stay calm, don't stare and remember that the're just regular people. Just act like you usually do and you should be fine. It's not like you just met a unicorn, or Aslan or a talking horse or anything like that. Nope, just others like you, no big deal.[/i][/color]

Giving a friendly smile he shook his head slightly. [Color=1589FF]"It's fine, don't worry about it."[/color] Quickly scooping up the bags on the ground, he was relieved to see nothing had fallen out. [Color=1589FF]"My breakables were in my other bags, so all's good. I'm Carter by the way."[/color] Turning to the girl who bumped into him, he gave a smile. [Color=1589FF]"I hope you weren't hurt at all?"[/color]

[Color=1589FF][i]So far so good...[/i][/color]