On Patrol.

Grant trotted along the border of the vampires, catching their scent but then it dissapeared. He could tell that they were hunting from the clear scent of fresh blood. The wind whipped at his fur, making the scent seem even stronger. Grant shuffled on weary paws to a nearby tree. He layed down in the cool shade and his tongue lolligagged out of his mouth. In his wolf form, he could do things that would look stupid in front of humans.

He searched his mind for his pack members but it seemed as if they were in their human form. Grant could feel the shorts and tee shirt tied to his back leg. His black wrist band was still on his right paw. It was big enough for his wolf form and didn't rip off whenever he changed. Grant got up from his rest and then kept up his solo patrol. The cabins weren't far off and Grant decided to have lunch. His stomach growled with hunger from patroling from 12:00 to the rest of the morning. A tremble went down his spine and he was back human again. He slipped on his blue jean shorts and his t-shirt that was light blue.

Entering his cabin, Grant could see the living room around the corner and the kitchen was before him. The stairs beside the kitchen led up to his room and the door from the living room led to Russel's room. Russel was the first person Grant had met at Seagull's point. Russel had been the one to answer the phone whenever Grant had called about his aunt. Grant always laughed about that, because Russel wasn't what Grant had expected. Physically, Russel was the same height as Grant, and little more muscular. He had darker skin and hair because of his indian roots. Russel used to turn into a werewolf, but then some glitch happened and he couldn't anymore. Whenever someone mentions becoming a wolf in front of him, he turns red and starts to shout. The only one who can slide out of the argument is Grant.

Grant walked over to the stove and turned it on. He warmed up two leftover steaks in the oven and then put noodles on the stove. While they were cooking, Grant layed on the couch and read an interesting book. He got so far in it, that he could smell smoke in the house. His sences came to a relization. Grant dashed to the stove and oven, turning them off. The noodles had burned and had caught the papertowels beside them on fire. He grabbed the steaks and sat them down on the table. His noodles got dumped into the trash can. Grant ate the steaks, knowing he should get going.

He walked out of the house, breathing in a deep scent of the new trees growing. He looked around and then sat down on a porch swing, watching a small bird weave through the branches.

Nick finally came through the dense growth of trees. He could smell the syrupy sweet of the wood of the cabins. It was a certain trial that you had to make your own house by wood. Nick's father had made the one that he lived in now. Sadly his father had passed away after a terrible bout of pneumonia. His mom still was alive, but she moved away after Nick was old enough to look after himself. He rarely got news of her, but ever so often a late birthday card showed up in the mail.

Nick spotted Grant sitting underneath a oak. Nick walked over and suddenly felt the amount of repesct that he always felt around the alpha. He had to old back a 'sir' before he gave the news.
" Hey, Grant. We have some more vamp activity," Nick said standing a few feet away.

Maria drove up in her small but sturdy jeep she'd been handed down from her parents. Her father, like Nick's, had passed away by the pneumonia epidemic. Her mother was alive and well, and she lived in a nice house by herself in Whirlpool Circle. Maria visited her often, but it seemed she was tied to this pack no matter what and she could never stay away for long. Once she exited her jeep and locked the doors, she looked ahead and found Nick and Grant under a large oak tree. Maria made her way over to the two of them just in time to hear Nick speak. She frowned, not liking the increase in vampire activity at all. "I've scented them on the beach, too," Maria added to the alpha. "They left before the sun came, but it seemed there were at least three of them there."

Grant turned his head achnologing his beta and pack member. He grinned, "Hey. Ya, I saw that. It looks like they were near the border. Luckily they didn't cross it. At the beach? Imagine, a vampire at a sunny Forks beach.." He snickered at the thought of all the attention drawn to them if they did stay out for the sun. Grant hoped that the vamps didn't get overpopulated. He could almost think back to the tales Russel had told him about how the vampires had taken over that one time.

That's when Russel had first changed. He got so mad because his sister was killed by one of them. She didn't know it but she would have been able to transform into a wolf too. She had been completely calm around the vampire and that was almost just too easy for that 'thing' as Russel called him. Speaking of which, Russel, at this time, was out watching a baseball game (thunderballs vs. wolfhowl team). Grant stood up from his sitting position, thinking about the vamps right now. "Maybe we better check out the border just in case. From the scent 2 of them went home and the other disappeared from my range of scent."

Nick nodded to his alpha, and soon felt the shivers that would transform him into what Nick liked call his furry side. He could feel the tight band of his sweatpants around his calf. Suddenly the brown wolf was sitting with his tongue lolling out. Nick loved being in his wolf form, it made him feel free and strong.

Nick looked up in the sky and saw that the sun had dissapeared and been replaced by a full moon. He laughed at the cleshaynes of transforming the night of a full moon; the laugh came out as a rough bark. Nick suddenly coudn't help himself. He had to howl like the werewolfs were portrayed in movies. The howl was long and rough. He turned to the others and waited for them to change.

Grant stood up and then tied shorts to his leg. He felt a shiver go down his spine and automatically knew what was happening. His body began to change, his muscles rearranging and a muzzle growing. Soon, he was on his wolf paws. He could hear Nick's howl and raised his lip, almost into a snarl. His mind was far out and his wolf instincts were taking over. Grant soon replaced the half snarl with a relaxed grin. Sometimes instinct took over after he changed and it seemed like every wolf for himself. Grant's black wrist band was cold on his fur.

Behind Nick, the moon shone freely on the horizan and Grant's neck fur tingled. He would like to catch a vampire soon. It would be satisfying to see that bloodsucker running away in terror. He looked around and sat down, waiting for Maria to change. Grant let his tongue lolligag out as he watched his breath turn to mist in the cold night air.

(Sorry I kinda died on this thread... <.< I'll make it up. xD)

Maria silently listened to the rest of her pack members' chatter, and sighed when they transformed. She liked being in her wolf form; it was just the whole ordeal about being able to read their mind made everything kind of awkward. She shrugged to herself and tied her clothes to her right leg. She felt the shivers run down her spine; small and slow at first, but soon taking over her body in violent quivers until the once slim figure of this girl was not a giant chocolate wolf. Maria curled her lip slightly in a sort of smile when Nick howled; she had the sudden urge to join him. Maria lifted her brown muzzle to the stars above and let a howl race through her body.

(ya it has kinda died. XP but we can bring it back to life.. muhahhaha)

Grant watched his members howl and he started trotting, not yet at his full speed. He looked back and growled slightly. Enough, he sighed, its making even my wolf head hurt. The moon made him want to join in the joy of having a howl explode from his jaws but it wasn't the time for it. Plus, he had to get everyone ready to go on a border patrol and there could be danger which they needed to be prepared for.

The stars in the chilly night twinkled with pleasure a the howls of his pack mates. Grant's eyes caught sight of black birds flying in the distance. His breath made mist in the air and his paws started getting antsy.

Nick heard Grants unspoken order and quickly stopped howling. He had never even tried to withstand the power of the alpha's words. It just wasn't done. Sometimes he thought that Grant needed to have more fun. He turned to his alpha to see what would happen next.

' So where are we starting tonight,' Nick thought to the others. He wanted to get running, but he knew the alpha would make that order.
( Yeah I know, but We are so going to bring it back lol. Srry for shortness )

Maria let the howl die, but, listening to her own voice added with Nicks, heard Grant's thought. She cut it short, even though the song was nearly over, and turned to her packmembers. She almost asked what they were going to do tonight, but Nick beat her to it. She sighed inwardly, knowing they'd hear it anyway, and simply trotted over to them a few more feet, awaiting the next command.

the edge of the border with the cold blooded for a patrol, grant thought and then breathed deeply. He stretched and then took off, his muscles barely having to work. The fun of running through the forest still excited him. All around were forest animals; mice niblbed on the grass that would soon be dead because of winter, birds loomed in the trees: some singing and some resting. It seemed like this full moon made some impact on the animals of the forest.

Grant looked back to his pack mates and felt glad to be in his wolf form. It was awkward sharing thoughts with them but it felt great to run as a pack.

As usual, Nick wasn't far behind his leader. Being the beta, that was how it was outside of patrols too. When Grant needed anything, even though he did eventually get Maria's opinion, he went to Nick for advice. In a small pack like that usually only needed a leader to govern, but Nick was beta by blood and it was more of a destiny than a job.

Nick felt exhilarated as his fur floated in the breeze that was created when they run. His muscles were slowly warming up under his thick rug of fur, and Nicks spirits were up. Another vampire check, my fave. Maybe they'll lash out and we could get some real action, Nick thought. He knew he shouldn't be hoping for a fight, but things were just so dull lately.

( Okay we need to get this topic back up so either Jenna or Twi post )

Grant sighed, knowing Nick, any excitement would make him happy. He trod along the worn border trail that led to his favorite place to relax. It was where he liked to lay out in his wolf form and watch the stars, silently thinking of future happenings that had to do with vampires and everything else that could possibley be on his mind. The stars tonight seemed far away and less bright than before. The full moon outshined them tonight. He trotted over stumps of trees and the roots that seemed to try to trip him when he ran. His shaggy fur was almost wet with the humidity in the air and with sweat.

They had been running about an hour or so along the border, until Grant came to a stop and sniffed around. "It smells like the vamps feasted on deer earlier today. At least it was on their side of the border. "

( Continued in the woods )