The Wolf in Me

[Morgan]

The sounds and smells of this city seemed to be limitless and vast. Still covered in my black travel cloak, I walked.
My sences were reeling at it all as I made my way to the edge of the city. I shook my head slightly and rubbed my nose, trying to sort out everything . . .
Things had not been this way at home, there, there had been few people and only the pack to worry about. Here . . .there were so many, and each person was different, each with their own aura.
I stopped at the outside of the gates and took in a deep breath of night air.
I was beginning to miss home already. I had been someone there . . .once. Now I knew that I could never return, due to my shamefull act.

[hallet]

I sat quietly on some steps near the gate, watching the people and sipping a soda. "I should realy quite drinking, Ed." i say, looking up at the gate and taking another drink of root beer.
A familiar scent was in the air.. 'could it be?' i ask myself, looking around. 'another werewolf?' i stand up and look closer at the people around. I then see him, standing outside of the gates.
Curiousity gets to me and i walk down the step, then run back getting the other soda. "Well, i should go see him." i say, finaly heading over.
"Well, hello there stranger." i say, when i get close enough, looking at him curiously.

[Morgan]

I turned suddenly as someone approached and greeted me. The very second she caught my attention, I recognized her wolfen scent . . .
I blinked and turned to her . . .I had yet to come across another of my kind. The idea intregued me.
I nodded to the stranger.
"Hello to you as well." I said plainly, keeping myself carefully hidden.

[hallet]

"Pleasure to meet you," i paused then, "oh, here's a drink if you want one." i say, holding it out.
"Beside's you look like you've been on the road a while." I say smiling at him, my head slightly to the side.

[Morgan]

I looked up at the woman, she was . . .tall.
When she offered me the drink, however, I held up a hand.
"Thanks but no thanks. I'm afraid my thirsts are for something a bit stronger tonight." Then I cleared my throught and lowered my eyes to her.
"Forgive me, I am Morgan, Morgan Elsted."

[hallet]

"Well, pleasure to meet you Morgan. I am Edwin Hallet, just call me Ed if you want to." i say smiling at him. "i don't blame you about the drink." i put into a pocket and then looked back at him.

"So, what brings you to this city." i smell the familiar smells of the mountains still lingering on him.

[Morgan]

I paused, not wanting to meet her eyes. Surely she could tell? The wolfen half of her should have told her something . . .
"I . . .I came here looking for, a new home."

[hallet]

"Well, well. Then i would say you've probably came to the right place." i studied the hooded figure closer.. i know the scent of a werewolf when i see one. i put my head to the side, and studied him further. "Would it be alright if i asked you where your from or possibly your name?" i say, somewhat seriously.

That scent.. the familiar mountains of home rose in the back of my memory. I myself was always somewhat of a rogue but there were packs in those mountains. He was possibly from one of those.

[Morgan]

When the woman . . .Edwin . . .asked me of my name, where I was from, I could feel her eyes on me. I sniffed the air curiously.
She too smelt familiar, strangely like the land that I had once called home. No doubt that she had deduced as much from me already.
I lifted my eyes a little from the shadows of my travel cloak.
"My name is Morgan, Morgan Elsted. I was once part of a wolf clan in the heart of the northern moutains . . .though . . .those days are gone now."

[hallet]

I looked at him sadly, "I'm sorry to here that." well, that explains why he's looking for a new home. "If there's any way i can help you, just ask." I say, acting concerned for him, though i only just met him.