Snippet #2488193

David
David was absently picking at his shirt, watching Jamie go through some internal struggle. Or at least, that's what it looked like. It occurred to David Jamie was only a halfling, which he had somewhat forgotten. After all, he wasn't from his original pack. His wolf was probably bothering him, which David didn't quite get. Everyone acted like their wolf was so demanding, but his never was. The only time his wolf really wanted to take charge was when it felt in danger, angry, and other strong emotions. But David was mostly passive. So his wolf didn't bug him often. Maybe a little nudge here and there, but it never pushed him. But from what David could tell, Jamie's was pushing him.

"You wouldn't want to go for a run with me, would ya'?" James was suddenly speaking, snapping David from his thoughts. Run? Oh, that's what his wolf wanted. "There's still like a half hour before nine, and we could head out the back way to make sure no one sees us?"

David paused, unsure. If they got caught, he'd get an earful. From everyone. But then again, Jamie really looked like he had already made up his mind to go. They had enough time, probably. Shifting his weight from foot to foot, David looked down the stairs where he was headed in the first place, and back at Jamie.

"Please?" And of course puppy dog eyes. Sighing, rubbing the back of his head like he was still unsure, David nodded, shoulders slouched in defeat. Then he finally replied to the other.

"Alright, but only a quick run. I don't feel like having Rey or Elliot or even Georgia pissed at me, alright?"