01-02-2012, 07:24 PM
Eeep, edited!
Sebastian was not left alone to his brooding for very long. A loud yell of excitement, deafening in the quiet of the dead city, made his head turn with one brow raised. It was a huge Luperci; at least, he thought it was a Luperci. Trent had been an ordinary wolf, supposedly, but surely no wolf was that huge. He was a massive beast, big and strong with fur in typical shades of brown.
He also appeared to be enjoying himself on the icy roads, yelling like a lunatic as he slipped down to hill with impressive speed. He ended up smashing rather spectacularly into a snowdrift, the white powder coating him almost completely. Well, this could be fun.
Sebastian dropped the stick, stripped off his jeans and shifted. It took two and a half minutes before the process was complete and he was able to hop down from his perch. The newcomer seemed a little crazy, and Sebastian liked crazy.
Still, the excitable young man seemed nice enough. Crazed murderers didn't tend to entertain themselves so loudly. The lean Italian sprinted over to the unknown male, his body like red quicksilver as he cleared the metal fence in two bounds. Once he was on the road, his pace slowed to a jog.
"Enjoying yourself?" he called out, a smirk on his muzzle as his head tilted. Young men were such fun to play with. He was, after all, one himself.
Sebastian was not left alone to his brooding for very long. A loud yell of excitement, deafening in the quiet of the dead city, made his head turn with one brow raised. It was a huge Luperci; at least, he thought it was a Luperci. Trent had been an ordinary wolf, supposedly, but surely no wolf was that huge. He was a massive beast, big and strong with fur in typical shades of brown.
He also appeared to be enjoying himself on the icy roads, yelling like a lunatic as he slipped down to hill with impressive speed. He ended up smashing rather spectacularly into a snowdrift, the white powder coating him almost completely. Well, this could be fun.
Sebastian dropped the stick, stripped off his jeans and shifted. It took two and a half minutes before the process was complete and he was able to hop down from his perch. The newcomer seemed a little crazy, and Sebastian liked crazy.
Still, the excitable young man seemed nice enough. Crazed murderers didn't tend to entertain themselves so loudly. The lean Italian sprinted over to the unknown male, his body like red quicksilver as he cleared the metal fence in two bounds. Once he was on the road, his pace slowed to a jog.
"Enjoying yourself?" he called out, a smirk on his muzzle as his head tilted. Young men were such fun to play with. He was, after all, one himself.