Adelaida wasn’t sure what drove her explore to the human city. She had been avoiding it at all costs, just as she had the entire time she had grown up. Her parents had warned her against it, and she had never once thought to go against their wishes, even now that hr mothers was miles away, her father dead, and she grown for some time now. Yet after encountering Iskata, shifted into one of those horrible two legged beasts, the human city had fixed itself into her mind. There was something there, something that might help her understand. Yes, she just knew it. The answers to her questions were of course in the core of the city. Maybe if she could understand the human way of life, she would also understand why the luperci wished to live as humans did, or so that’s how Adelaida viewed it.
Stepping gingerly along the paved street, the brilliant blue eyes peered out of the two year old’s masked face. Having never been here before, she wasn’t sure what to expect, but it seemed to Adelaida that she was alone underneath the overcast sky. Adelaida was not at all concerned about the weather. Although she did her best to keep out of the rain, here in Halifax there was shelter a plenty. Some buildings were too destroyed to offer much in the ways of safety, but many of the buildings held themselves up just fine, despite the years of weather and neglect. So if the rain did begin to pour, she could always dash into one of the open buildings, although what she’d find in there? Who knew?
Presently Adelaida’s travels had brought her into an area full of what she assumed were homes. There was no way for her to be completely sure, but having passed through larger buildings and those with windows showing what lay inside, Adelaida guessed that the smaller, more private buildings served as “dens” for the humans. Perhaps she could enter one of these? How much could she learn about the human way of life from what lay inside? As she stood in front of one building, contemplating enter, she heard a loud sound, something that sounded like a log falling in mud.
Looking in that direction it occurred to her it came from directly across the street. And now that she looked closer, behind the picketed fence there was a wolf, doing just what she wasn’t sure. Eyes widened and then she exhaled slowly. It was just a wolf. Not a coyote, and it certainly wasn’t shifted. Maybe it wasn’t capable of shifting? Forgetting about entering the house Adelaida marched across the street, as confident as she could be in a strange area that was probably filled with strange people. Coming closer the realization came to her that this male was... rolling in the mud. Clearing her throat, Adelaida spoke, hoping that she sounded polite and yet not too timid. "Excuse me sir... but just what are you doing?"
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