Snippet #2556477

Salem held on to Michelle as she spoke, knowing in the back of his mind that being so familiar for his position of Alpha wasn't in the best of interest. But she was in the middle of feeling her loss and even now the whole of the pack could feel that exact same empathy creep over them. At the moment that one of them knew, it was a feeling that kept growing.

Salem took interest however in the sounds coming from his porch and that quickly grew when a thud was heard in the hall. Only as he stood did Matthew kick the door open and cause a cacophony of scents to pour into the room. He had been hunting and the smell was rather pungent to be frank.

He looked on at Matthew and spoke "Matthew.. I would rather you'd left that outside and while we're on the subject, doors open with your hand. Not the use of your boot.." Matthew was a young blood in the pack but capable.

Though honestly he could be rather brash, unsightly and too animistic at times. He was simply a werewolf of another age and that only struck Salem as part of the problem.

The offer from Matthew to go and sniff around was somewhat off putting, know that he was more loud then quiet. Salem was still able to understand that he needed someone to check and since Matthew was offering, it was for the best to have him do it.

"Yes, get cleaned up and head into town. Check with our friends and any contacts you can dig up, but stay clear of Rowena's boys. We don't need any problems from them until we find out more about what happened."