The various coloured eyes still caught Nick by surprise. In his world, werewolve's eyes remained the same as their human eyes in appearance. So Nick's wolf eyes showed the same chocolate brown as with his human form.
Nick followed her down the path. He needed the exercise and cursed himself that he waited so long. And then he took a jump and this time landed on his feet without tripping. Probably helped the ground wasn't ice this time of year.
Maybe the Dome shit could end soon. He wanted that. A lot. Working every shift drained him in a way he hadn't felt. Probably because his senses hit overdrive constantly with this version of Dean.
This time he pounced on a rabbit, took a bite, and tossed the rest to Cora in case.