Light of May ::: an original roleplay

Who: Sam, and some of the Evans Pack (NPCs).
Where: The Evans Pack home, Montana.
When: October 18th 2008. After midnight.

They came back well after midnight, stirring him from sleep and turning his gaze towards the stairs leading up from the basement. Their voices were loud, rowdy, their laughter sharp and as he sat in the quiet he realised he could smell something. Alcohol. They had been drinking. Sam twisted on the mattress on the floor and watched the door, saw the silhouettes of their feet as they passed it by. Passed him by. Sam held his breath, waiting. Hoping.

“Sammy!”

That held breath caught in his throat and he shrunk against the wall, dropping his gaze from the door immediately, knowing what that call meant. The wolf inside him was torn, pulled in two directions, wanting to obey but understanding what was coming. It wanted to obey but instinct told it to stay away from danger. Wolves didn’t readily run towards things that would hurt them but he still felt that pull, that desire to do as he was told and he had heard his name called that way enough times by now to know that he was being told to come upstairs.

“Sam.” There was less humour in the voice now, more impatience. Some of the laughter had faded from the first floor of the house. Sam heard footsteps overhead, saw a silhouette of a pair of legs appear at the top of the stairs. ( Frozen in place now by the fear of what was coming he stared at those shadowy shapes, his stomach turning and twisting and knotting in on itself in dread. )

Who: Daniel and Ava
When: Evening
Where: Amazing Grace

( Fake angel in a fake church. )