Who: Alcide Where: The bar When: After dark Open to: All Thread: Multi
Alcide was so very tempted to just go take a walk through the woods at noon.
So very tempted.
But as much as he hated Eric, his sense of self-preservation was really quite strong, and in the end, he refrained.
He did head to the inn once the sun had gone down, though, and he was currently staring down a pint of beer he couldn't drink, trying to ignore the sounds of heartbeats and people in other rooms and animals that would be well out of his hearing even in his wolf form.
How the hell did the fanger live with all that noise?