#packbitching

[text] w h y in the world were you looking for that?[text] or did you just happen to come across it? 

Your Name & Age:  Charlie. 23. Character FC:  Daniel Sharman Character Name: Isaac Lahey ( @packbitching ) Species: Werewolf Character Age: 20 Sexual Orientation: Pansexual Slave or Master: Master Turn Ons: Hair-pulling, Petplay, Collars, voyeurism Turn Offs: Bondage (on him), blindfolds (on him), scat, watersports, gore, excessive pain. Do they have a job? What is it? Yes. He works for his dad who owns a garage. Technically he’s deputy manager, but that’s mostly a show title. A garage is a garage. Short bio:  Isaac was born in Chains, to a human family of masters. He had an older brother who excelled in everything he did, especially at training to be a master. Isaac, however, wasn’t quite so good at it. When his mom died, when Isaac was 9, everything went from bad to worse. Camden at 18 quickly moved out of the house, finding his own place with his own slaves, leaving Isaac with his father who had come to expect the best from his sons and wouldn’t tolerate Isaac’s gentle nature, attempting to beat it out of him in a number of ways, rather like training a slave. He might not have quite succeeded, but he got somewhere. Isaac can be harsh when pushed, especially when people break the rules. He doesn’t like punishing slaves, but he will do it when necessary. When he was 17 he was given the bite by an alpha werewolf in an attempt to be stronger like his dad wanted him to be, he spent a long time learning to control the wolf and he feels better for it, stronger and more powerful.

“Please tell me you’re at home. I forgot the grocery list.” Scott stood in front of the milk, not sure if they needed more or not.

The alpha waited on the edge of Isaac’s bed, speaking when the wolf opened up the door. “We need to talk.”

Scott pressed his ear to the door, listening. He expected to hear some moving around in the guest room (Isaac’s room or well, guest room now maybe). He was surprised when he heard someone behind him, quickly turning around to see the person he’d been listening for. “Oh, uh. Hey, Isaac. I wasn’t sure if you left yet...” Biting his lip, he took a step forward. “Do you really have to?” He already knew the answer, but he had to ask and at least try to talk the other out of leaving.

It hadn’t taken much at all to find the other wolf. Scott had practically memorized the scents of those that didn’t seem to be too stuck on the Chains’ teachings, and Isaac definitely qualified as one of them. Besides, as two wolves that needed a pack... Things may have been better for both of them if they’d managed to work something out between them. Settled down across from him, McCall cleared his throat and tried his best not to seem too overbearing about the whole idea. “We need to talk... And I don’t mean about the crap going on in this city -- I mean about the fact that you need an Alpha, and I... Well, an Alpha isn’t much without its pack, is it?” He shook his head. That came out worse than he thought it would have. “I’ve noticed the way you treat others and... I guess I just figured that you and I could try to start something together.”