#wolf!isaac

It was warm outside, and he had been running, not as a human, but as a wolf. Mainly because it was more fun. However, he could never do it anywhere near where he lived. Since there were no trees to hide in. It was why he had gotten into his truck and driven for a couple of hours, until he found a nice foresty place, outside of New York. He of course, stripped and locked his clothes in the pickup, and hidden the keys, where he’d find them once he came back, and of he went. 

The wolf had found a nice spot that had been warmed by the sun. So the stone he was currently sprawled out on, taking a nap on, was warm to the touch. It'd been heated up by the sun for hours before Isaac had made his way there and just flopped down. He had managed to get himself stuck in his wolf form, and so was hanging around in the preserve just relaxing, and napping when he felt like it. He'd even hunted down some hares and ate them. So his fur had specks of matted blood around the muzzle, and on his paws. Not that he really cared while he was in his wolf form.

When he was a hundred percent sure, he got down on all four, and shifted. He turned into the white wolf, with dark grey stripes across the back and dark muzzle. He shook his fur and stretched out fully after he shifted, and took his time getting used to his four legged form. Isaac howled into the sky, and then he took off into the forest.