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Cole Winthrop (clearmoon) wrote in heureuxlake,

Following a werewolf deeper into the woods was potentially the stupidest thing Cole had done in a while. On the other hand, not doing what the deadly predator obviously wanted him to do might be just as life-threatening. Besides, he was curious. He'd gone looking for answers about his mom's witchcraft and not really found any. "Guess it's time to find out what I inherited from Dad."

Moving a bit less slowly now that it seemed the wolf wasn't going to take any wrong move as an excuse to fight, Cole still stepped carefully in the direction they'd both come from, towards the clearing where he'd had the best view of the moon. "This would feel a lot safer if I were immune to being turned wolf." For all Cole knew, he was. Máni showed up every year around Cole's birthday, but that didn't mean he'd been forthcoming about what his son could do. "No offense," he added, "being a wolf would just fuck up my job prospects."