#tenaciouslupus

       Taurus was not running the kick boxing class that day, the room filled with various people and the person running the class standing up front, but he tended to try and get in on as many of them as he could. When he wasn’t at home, or in the woods in his wolf form, he was usually at the gym. It had always been a place for him to get out of his own head and maybe, over the years, it had been a place for him to be himself, be alone and not shouldering the responsibility of a whole collective, at least for a few hours.

          “Everybody pair up and do the combination I just showed you, I’ll be walking around checking on form,” the instructor stated and Taurus pushed off the wall he had been leaning on, looking around the class and with a soft inhale seeking a wolf in the room so when he kicked he wouldn’t have to hold back. Unlike vampires, werewolves in Wolford were still a secret so Taurus had to be a bit cautious at times. Fortunately, he picked up the tell tale scent of one and walked up to the woman. 

           “Need a partner?”