Amy was thoroughly confused as to what had just happened. In a moment, the muscle-stiffing stupor was lifted, the guy got up, and he was off to answer the door. Amy sat frozen for a moment, trying to get her bearings. What did he mean, "just as I thought?" She was a person? Well, of course she was. Any wolf was. Unless... he knew she was a werewolf somehow? But that didn't seem to scare him, at least.
He really was odd.
She heard a few more people enter in. New scents, new voices, each a new kind of presence. She figured she should go and see, so she came out of the hall and trotted back towards the front door.
There was a lady with a light in her eyes, like the light of adventure. There was Bobby, the little kid hiding behind Skull - it hadn't been hard to overhear everything just from around the corner. And then there was a white-haired man who had a strange scent to him.
Not quite like a werewolf, but definitely different.
Unsure, she sat down a little ways from everyone, not knowing who was friendly and who wasn't.
Gender:
Points: 3255
Reviews: 174