rυnnιng wιтн wolveѕ • тнe wolғ pacĸ/werewolғ aυ мeмe

[sugar_sickness]

• leader oғ тнe pacĸ
тнιѕ ιѕ yoυr pacĸ. нow do yoυ rυn тнιngѕ?
• нυnтιng
goттa ғeed тнe pacĸ
• cнallenge
a cнallenge нaѕ вeen тнrown down вy anoтнer wolғ or yoυrѕelғ. do yoυ accepт or rυn? are yoυ deғendιng yoυr нonor or are yoυ aғтer тнe тop ѕpoт ιn тнe pacĸ?
• нυnтed
yoυ're noт тнe вιggeѕт тнιng on тнe ғood cнaιn нere. wнaт'ѕ aғтer yoυ? rιval pacĸѕ, нυмanѕ, or ѕoмeтнιng ѕυpernaтυral lιĸe yoυ?
• lone wolғ
no pacĸ. no ғaмιly. jυѕт drιғтιng. wιll тнaт ever cнange? do yoυ wanт ιт тo?
• ιnтrυder
eιтнer anoтнer wolғ нaѕ coмe ιnтo yoυr тerrιтory or a нυмan нaѕ ѕтυмвled υpon pacĸ тerrιтory. wнaт do?
• new вlood
yoυ've вeen newly тυrned or jυѕт ғoυnd yoυr pacĸ. нow are yoυ ѕeттlιng ιn? ιѕ ιт eaѕy or dιғғιcυlт?
• large/ѕмall pacĸ
wнaт ѕιze ιѕ yoυr pacĸ? do yoυ coмe ғroм a large ғaмιly wιтн a loт oғ нerιтage or ιѕ ιт jυѕт a нandғυl oғ yoυ ĸeepιng ιт ѕιмple?


poѕт wιтн yoυr cнaracтer and ғandoм ιn тнe ѕυвjecт lιne.
oтнerѕ roll or jυѕт pιcĸ a proмpт ғor тнe ѕcenarιo
тag aroυnd and вe eхcellenт тo eacн oтнer!

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[spiritofthewolf]

RJ nodded simply as a shiver went down his spine. He couldn't help but wonder how close he'd come to becoming a rogue with that. If he hadn't stumbled upon Merrick...It was one of the many things he was grateful to the other wolf for.

"So, how do you want to do this? Start the hunt tonight or tomorrow?"

[lunarwolf]

"I think we should wait until tomorrow," he murmured. "It would be too much of a giveaway for something to happen with them tonight." Too much of a hint as to how they'd been discovered as hunters.

[spiritofthewolf]

"Plus, I think we all need a good night's sleep." And to punctuate that statement, RJ let out a large yawn. "It's been a rough night for everyone. I can warm up your pizza first, if you are still hungry that is?"

[lunarwolf]

With a nod, he answered, "That'd be great. Why don't you get something veggie and join me?" A chance to come down from the stressful tension that their two unexpected "guests" had brought.

[spiritofthewolf]

"Sure." He replied with a smile. Some food would do them both good. RJ moved back into the kitchen and pulled Merrick's pizza and some extra veggie left over out of the fridge. He set the oven on a low temp and waited for it to heat.

[lunarwolf]

While RJ heated the food, Merrick drew them some drinks - tea for RJ (as he didn't want to assume), beer for himself - and set places at the bar. One night to relax, and then they would have to get to work.

[spiritofthewolf]

When RJ finally brought out the plates laden with three slices each, he nodded to the beer taps. "Pour me one too. I'll be too wired with nerves to sleep other wise." But as he put down the plates, he picked up the tea to sip at it with a smile of gratitude.

[lunarwolf]

"Gotcha," he said, and drew off another, doing it with a practiced hand that left the perfect head at the top of the glass. Willie had taught him more than just a few pool tricks. "Thank you for making me that pizza, by the way. It's really great."

[spiritofthewolf]

Flushing at the thanks, RJ deftly hid it by taking another sip of tea, draining half the cup before putting it back on the bar top. "You're welcome. It's the least I could." Merrick was probably tired of hearing that from him but it would never stop being true.

[lunarwolf]

Merrick seated himself and picked up a slice, inhaling the scent as he had before, then taking a hearty bite. Just as good as it had been. "Mmh. I'm sure Willie will give you pizza nights again. Probably about once a week, with the success of tonight."

[spiritofthewolf]

Nibbling at one of his own slices, he looked up at Merrick with a considering look. "You think so? With everything going on, I was a little distracted. I didn't really get a chance to gauge what people thought, especially since they are so used to Willie's cooking..." Granted, RJ did a lot more of the cooking nowadays but it was still Willie's recipes in Willie's kitchen.

[lunarwolf]

"Yeah, I think so. I mean, this morning, Willie was talking about business having picked up enough that he's considering hiring some waitstaff. Another reason for us to make sure we get those hunters off our trail," Merrick said, and lifted his glass to RJ. "To the chance for Willie to retire."

[spiritofthewolf]

"To Willie's impending retirement." RJ said and lifted his glass of beer in return, clinking the glasses together gently before taking a sip. "And wait staff? Really?" He considered that over another sip of beer. "Would it be safe for them? Considering...everything." Or more, would it be safe for the two wolves. A secret like that was kind of hard to keep with more people around.

[lunarwolf]

"Well, we'd only need their help for the evening rush, so whoever it is he got to work here, they'd only be doing part time except for maybe one night a month," he said with a shrug. "That wouldn't be so hard to keep a secret around."

[spiritofthewolf]

"If you say so. You're the expert." It was the truth after all. RJ was still nervous about the whole secret thing and he liked only having Merrick and Willie around most of the time. Less people to get hurt.

[lunarwolf]

"Trust me," Merrick said with a gentle smile. "I have faith in you, and I have faith in us - all of us - to keep that secret until we can change some minds."

[spiritofthewolf]

The gentle smile brought a bashful one from RJ and he hid it in his beer, which he drained about half of. "Maybe after a few more moons, I'll feel just as confident."

[lunarwolf]

He nodded, reaching over to pat his arm. "Just have faith in yourself that you'll make it."

There was the sound of wheels on the gravel outside and Merrick looked up- "Willie's back. That took less time than I figured it would."

[spiritofthewolf]

Another smile from RJ and he covered Merrick's hand with his own. "I'm trying, I promise."

Frowning slightly, he couldn't help but agree. But then, he'd often lost track of time when it was just him and Merrick. "You're right. He must really be worried. Or take camo that seriously..."

[lunarwolf]

"Or he thought we'd be doing it tonight," Merrick offered, standing and going to the door. The conversation there was quick, Merrick nodding, Willie handing over a big Rubbermaid box - and then Willie was gone and Merrick was laden with cargo.

[spiritofthewolf]

First taking another bite of pizza, RJ wiped his hands and followed after Merrick. "Well, let's see what he found for us."

[lunarwolf]

One-handed, he took a chair off of a tabletop and put the box down instead, pulling off the lid -- and raising his eyebrows. "...He really did keep everything."

In the box were vintage fatigues, all of them in the old, dark tigerstripe pattern. It was definitely less obvious than his whites, but just looking at it made him think that he'd need some practice to get used to wearing it. "Pants... I think I see four pairs here... Two jackets..."

[spiritofthewolf]

Curious, RJ peaked into the box as Merrick opened it and his eyes went wide. He started rifling through and found boots in the bottom. "You're telling me."

He picked up a pair of pants and held them up. "I'm going to have take these in. My father always called me far to scrawny for my own good." He made a playful face as he tossed them on the back of the chair to keep looking through the box.

[lunarwolf]

"It'll be easier if you just belt it in, since we're only going to be using these for one night," Merrick said and held up a belt from the box as well. "I've got a knife if you need to make a new hole in this."

[spiritofthewolf]

"I don't know. Willie was pretty ready with the camo. Sure he didn't want to make his own private commandos?" RJ teased lightly as he took the belt and turned it over in his hands. "I hate that it's necessary at all."