@haleofxfirelaura we few lone wolves
Sam devoted almost all his time to the cafe and his family, that times to himself were rare. The opportunity to go for a walk through the park and be alone with his thoughts, especially in light of recent attacks, was more than welcome.
In the low light of the evening, in the reserve with his wolf form out, Sam raced through the trees enjoying himself.
Sometimes it would cross his mind that it would be nice to have a pack again to do this with, but he’d never want to feel as if he’d have to one day choose between his pack and his Human family as he’d seen his sister once have to.
Smelling another wolf near by, Sam slowed down and eventually stopped, keeping his movements low and relaxed to broadcast to them that he meant no threat. If there were part of the McCall pack he was fairly certain he’d be fine; if it was someone else, Sam prayed they weren’t aggressive. Knowing Beacon Hills’ luck however...
“Hello?” Sam called, looking to where he could smell a female wolf, but his eyes were high looking for a humanoid shape and he nearly jumped in surprise when a full wolf form emerged. “Wow. Oh, wow... Hello, there.”
