#wolfinteracts

Don't ask the two Cross brothers how they lost The Bullet. But they have. It was where it always was, no self-made smuggler guards in sight, allowing them to start loading up their take from Olympia for home. But, all it took was a turn for a crate and they heard the rickity engine blast into life. Hijackers, pirates, whatever you want to call them, freeloading onto the falling apart train and getting it into motion before either Wolf or Ryan could react.

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"Your eyes are definitely closed, right?" Wolf checks again for possibly the thousandth time with Rory. His hands plant to her shoulders again to direct her through the trees, and she can't see but a smile has been on his face for the entire walk. He's not too sure why he's made her squeeze her eyes shut for so long and he did have this realization about twenty minutes ago. However, Wolf decides it's more exciting this way.

He wishes he could say this surprise has been easy to organize, but it hasn't. And Wolf is just as excited, if not more, that the time has come for the big reveal. But, as they approach the clearing in the woods, Wolf sighs in disappointment and gently moves in front of Rory to pry her hands away from her face. "Okay so, she's not here but I told her I'd be right back and it looked like she understood. She must just be waiting until she hears me again." he tells his sister, glancing among the trees before he clicks his tongue. "I haven't named her, or the baby because I thought you could do that." Wolf continues, fishing out a sandwich from his pack and plonking it straight into Rory's palm.

As if on cue, there's a rustling from the trees and Wolf perks in excitement. "No sudden movements." it's the only advise he gives Rory before a mass of fur emerges from the thick green. A loud groan that only a mother bear could produce follows, but the animal is far from any distress. She calmly pads towards the two wolves and Wolf, gently, nudges Rory's elbow. "Sandwich. She knows you got it and it'll piss her off if you don't hand it over. Took me a while to figure that one out." and a few swipes of bear claws later, too.

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Wolf is situated on the far side of the park near an abandoned trailer and is standing before a blazing fire within a contained metal bin. He's shoe-less, a toe peeking out of one of his holey socks as he uses BBQ tongs to play around with the burning materials. It's the middle of the day so it's obviously not a fire for warmth and truth be told, Wolf thought nobody would even notice the black smoke filling the air. As soon as he sees bright blond hair in the corner of his eyes, he makes a small gasp noise from the back of his throat. "Tyr," he glances to his son giving him a smile although it's coy and chewing on a secret. "Just having a clean out, make some space. You met Rory yet?" he points back in the direction of his own trailer before his hand drops onto Ty's head for an affectionate shove and ruffle. "I heard about Davey and his bunch of morons. What even happened there? Allie okay?"

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Curious and cautious. Those are good words for how Wolf is feeling. When he realized he was on patrol shift with Fiene, he wanted to make a good impression. And perhaps learn more about the pack that has grabbed his interest since Colorado. And perhaps, an excuse to pull out of all the fur and traditional clothing that he kept ever since. He was starting to miss wearing it, but could accept it was a little out of place. Considering Fiene's help with finding Cece, this was one olive branch that Wolf was intending to nurture.

Which is why his grin is so wide when he approaches her, giving a wide and rather enthusiastic gesture to himself. "Am I wearing it right? I've kept it all this time and can never really be sure. Wore it for a little while but, the shoes are a little..." he lifts a leg to glance to the soles, clearly made from a worn leather. "I guess I should have just thrown on my boots. Nobody can really notice under everything else." he shrugs at his own mishap but continues on to start their patrol. "I'm guessing you're practically healed up if you're on shifts now? That's good."

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With the Kaslo trip taking slightly longer than anticipated, comes a natural form of concern. While Wolf knows he worries about Ryan, he also knows that Ethan's must far surpass it. It's why he offers to help at the farms, talking about their next plan of action if it becomes a second day without any of their return. "I have plenty of wolves that will come with you too. If it comes to that." Wolf nods, but he can't deny that his visit to the other Alpha has another reason. "I know the timing of this conversation could be better, Ethan but there is something else." he sighs, continuing on the work within the barn. "I know when you took Jack and Sophia in you weren't completely aware of how the mess and I said before, there's no issue with them being a part of your pack." he still means it too, not wanting to see wolves with nowhere to go. But, even Wolf has a limit. "Jack has been causing a few problems. Mainly out of bitterness but they're starting to prevent Elliot and Isla from looking for Cece. I was wondering if you'd talk to him as a favor to me." he looks over to Ethan, a respectful gaze for the Alpha who has far more experience than he does when it comes to leading. "He doesn't need to become our best friend. I just think he needs to let a few of us on runs so we can look for those we've lost. I'd even be happy if he let only Elliot and Isla on runs, at the very least."

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Not many things in life are simple. In fact, Wolf would argue that nothing is. Things come with complexities and layers, enough to drive a man mad. And, this particular complexity has done just that. Among every emotion he can sense as the driving force for the situation, Wolf has battled with visions of both old and new. How things would be done under Jeffrey's leadership. How things should be done under his own. How to maintain order and strength of a pack but without fear as a weapon. Wolf's obvious instant inaction to the supply run has been for his own benefit, mostly. Giving him time and space to ponder but it also served as a way to tell the three wolves exactly how he feels without a conversation.

His arrival to Kat's cabin tells them both that the silence is over. His boots meet the wooden floor as he enters, making a quick glance to each room while his senses confirm they're alone. Which means, it's a perfect time as any. "Everything I'm about to say is impartial to the fact I am Hunter's brother." he tells her, voice barely raising above a calm sternness. "It goes without saying that his actions towards Lia have been dealt with. He's been warned that anything similar to any one of us, he will leave." Behind Wolf's eyes, there isn't even a glimpse of regret for such a warning despite the words at the time to Hunter ripping out from his lungs painfully. "When you all trusted me to become Alpha, I suspected it was because you all consider me fair. Or, easy to talk to. Which is why this has surprised me." he admits, giving a gentle shrug. "I'm not sure why you couldn't talk to me, perhaps because you knew I would have conditions. Lia should have absolutely not left this town. You, on the other hand, if going out there is a calling you have. I'd allow it with the right wolves by your side."

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Wolf's scattered laughter is always found at the building site, determined to keep spirits high during the strenuous work. However, when he sees his young sister his laugh tapers and he's quick to wave her over while he abandons the cabin to approach. There's many things on Wolf's mind about the entire situation and although he wasn't avoiding any of them, he certainly maintained a distance. He's kept conversations short and skirted around the issue at hand until he was confident in the resolve. But, it's hard to resolve something that's already happened. "I think now is the best time for me to talk to you." he nods to Rory once close enough, and usually he would check to see if she had anywhere else to be. But, not now. His words are delivered as a kind order as he gestures towards a pile of timber they can rest against. "If there's something you want to say first, go ahead before I do."

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Wolf nears the cabin in hopes of catching one of his brothers and rounding them up for the arduous task of fixing the bar. Instead, he's greeted by a face that he's only managed to speak to in passing due to all of their schedules. Immediately Wolf's face lights up in a quick smile. "Ah, the current light of the pack." he outstretches one arm to bring her into a brief hug at his side but it's soon released as he gestures to the road. "Where are you heading?" he asks as way of offering a walk and talk if she needs it. But, before they go anywhere Wolf nods towards the cabin. "Are either of my annoying brothers in there by any chance?"