WHO: Isaac Lahey and Allison Argent WHAT: An afternoon together WHEN: Wednesday afternoon WHERE: Their house WARNINGS: TBD STATUS: Closed/Ongoing
Since deciding that he wasn't going to be part of any pack, Isaac felt that he had settled a bit. He didn't feel pulled in all directions. He also didn't feel like an omega anymore, which was a good feeling. He was a werewolf with a pack, even if it was a strange conglomeration of many packs. Somehow, it worked for him.
Halloween was coming up now, and since he'd been in Madison Valley, he'd rather enjoyed the holiday. He was too old for trick-or-treating, of course, but nobody was too old for dressing up and going to parties. The day you were too old for that stuff was the day that you died, in Isaac's mind.
He'd spent most of the day looking around for a decent costume, and was pretty content with the one he'd found. Since last Halloween, when they'd all become their costumes, Isaac was determined to at least turn into something cool if that happened again.
He'd finally gotten the costume on and adjusted just as he heard (and smelled) Allison arrive downstairs. Going down the stairs in full Master of the Universe garb, he grinned as he saw her.