Thread: Isaac and Derek Who: Isaac and Derek. When: Wee hours of morning, Tuesday, August 22nd. Where: Abandoned subway station aka The Pack Lair. What: General bonding and Isaac picking up an unfamiliar she-wolf scent. Rating: SFW
At this point, Isaac wasn't which he considered home more. Like many people in Beacon Hills, Isaac was born in Beacon Hills and had never moved. He had put down his roots, stayed put, and even with things having gone back in the last few years, Isaac still considered the house he had grown up in to be home.
If he had been better at poetry, maybe he might find a way to express how that little house that was probably all the fortune his father had to his name would always be home to the side of him that still thought in human terms. Terms like being loyal to a dead family, clinging to the memory of a him that he wasn't really anymore, and staying because it was his even though he lived in dread of the day he would return to the house and find the Sheriff waiting for him there.
That wasn't to say that that had nothing to do with being a wolf. Isaac was fairly sure that pack was a sort of family, even though he didn't think of pack in the strict sense of just him, Derek, and Peter. Scott figured into it somehow, but the other werewolf had proven to have the strangest concern for him which Isaac was somewhat curious to explore.
For the time being, that night in particular, Isaac just wanted to slink off and take advantage of the quiet company of his Alpha. The truth was really that that night was just one of those nights. The death spirits didn't help, and Isaac just wanted to feel some sort of life around him, after his shift at the graveyard and the sad, disappointed looks from his dead family––he'd ignored them last night when his mum had asked him to go to dinner. He'd outright ran away from them, the night of the new moon.
Isaac carried his bike down the stairs with him when he slunk into the abandoned subway station. The stairs hardly creaked now––he was getting better at creeping. Peter and Derek would be so proud of him, for different reasons. The scent of someone unfamiliar, a female someone, made Isaac's first words to Derek when he saw him rather arch, "So. Can we talk about when you were planning to share the she-wolf you've got warming your bed?"