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It's been like 5 years since I last logged in here, but I've finally finished college. Howdy!
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He smiled back, mostly with relief. He couldn't believe how lucky he'd gotten. Impulsively he said, "I would be honored to join your pack, fair Alpha. Thank you for your hospitality."
Obediently Rich held out his hands, a tiny smirk appearing on his face in amusement at the exchange between the Alpha and this other enforcer. In spite of his expression, he was currently in a state of confusion, excitement and fear, all running together, but he wouldn't let it show. The wolf part of him was pumping him full of adrenaline, urging him to run or fight, but he resisted its pull. "My name is Rich," he mumbled. "And the whole traitor thing...very dramatic, don't you think? All I was doing was writing."
He did as she told him and looked up, straight into Ebony's eyes. It made him feel a little lightheaded.
Rich blinked a couple times, eyes wide. Going from his original pack's hatred for vampires, he'd assumed that they would have killed the intruder right then and there. He kept his eyes to the ground but his stance confident. "No need for trouble," he said, quiet as usual. "I was just minding my business. Won't cause any harm."
Rich nearly met the female werewolf's eyes, but at just the perfect moment, a vampire ended up in the middle of the confrontation. The memory of his parents' death sent the hairs on his neck standing up straight, and he bared his teeth involuntarily, narrowing his eyes at the stranger. He glanced in Ebony's direction, but kept his gaze respectfully averted so as not to cause even more tension.
"Looks like your pack has a bigger problem than me," he said softly.
The smells hit him like a tsunami wave. They were close. Here, maybe, hiding, ready to disembowel him. The soft sound of a growl confirmed his suspicions, and he slammed the journal shut before standing up in a matter of a couple seconds. He backed against the tree, muscles stiffening again, heart pounding, breathing quickening. He dropped the book. "I know you're there!" he said, his voice much more steady than he felt. He knew it was a fine line between acting too aggressive and too submissive, so he tried to stay neutral.
Unaware of the possible danger that would soon be heading his way, Rich stayed on the alert for around five more minutes, and then leaned back against a tree and closed his eyes, taking a deep breath, and allowed himself to relax. How wonderful it was to let the smells of the wilderness flow through him, as opposed to the mustiness of a book store! He let out a happy sigh. "Ahhhh..." The only thing that could make the moment better was getting rid of the smell of the pack that lingered in his nostrils. One such scent was oddly sweet and kind of pleasant, but the knowledge that a band of werewolves who could rip him to shreds in moments seemed just _a little_ more important right now.
"Relax!" he muttered to himself. "I'll cross that bridge when I come to it." He took out a journal and started describing in detail the flora around him.
Rich had closed up the bookstore about an hour ago, relieved to be outside at last. He was heading toward the forest to spend some time meditating, contemplating, and perhaps writing, and a cool breeze that ruffled his thick hair made him whine softly as he resisted the urge to transform and run. The sound of howling sent a chill down his spine and reminded him that he was walking straight into harm's way. Still, the forest called to him, and how could he resist, after being cooped up in a book store all day?
_Just be careful,_ he told himself. _You've been out here before, for days on end, and they haven't found you yet._ He pushed a vague longing to the back of his head, chose a small, quiet clearing and sat down. His eyes shifted quickly; he was on the alert for trouble because those howls had sounded close by.
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