of wolf and man[OPEN!!]

[William Deranger]

All he could do was run. He couldn't have stopped himself if he tried. He was having too much fun.
Will was leading a run through the forest, his pack behind him, he in the lead, of course, considering he was the Alpha.
They were just common wolves, nothing special about them, except to Will. They couldn't take on the shape of a human like he could. But they didn't seem to mind. They were content in their animal innocence, and didn't even mind that he wasn't like them. They accepted him totally. They were his family. His only family, at this point.
Oh, he had his father, off in Ireland, probably partying his nights away. But his mother had been dead for years. He had really loved her. His dad.....well, his dad he wasn't so sure about. Oh, he cared for him, as a son should, though he could never really see himself as Kyle's son. His dad was only thirty-five, too young to have an eighteen-year old son. He still acted like a child, and he had no sense of responsibility.
But, enough! William drove his thoughts away from thoughts of his father, and of his past, and focused them on the current.....only to realize that he was in human form, and had been running like that for the past couple of minutes! That's what happened when he started thinking to hard about humanly concerns, he lost the wolf's mind and was pushed into the human's body. He had always had trouble thinking about his wolf side and his human side as one entity. He saw them as seperate, and that's what forced him into shifting when his other side's mind took over. But they were one, they were both William. That's why he was here. Most were here to learn to control and use their powers. Will was here to learn how to let go of control, to accept that his human side and his wolf side were one and the same. Once that happened, he would stop losing control of his shifts, and be able to think like a wolf in human form without involuntarily shifting his shape into a wolf, and vice versa.
With a sigh, he glanced around at the wolves surrounding him as he crouched on the forest floor as a naked human. They wagged their tails, meeting his eyes for only a second before looking away, as was the courtesy they showed to Alpha. He smiled and whined at them in reassurence before shifting back into his wolf form.
They all stood up, panting, eager to run some more, to hunt and feed. Will gladly obliged, letting the mind of the wolf consume him totally in it's instinctual needs.
They took down a doe awhile later. Will wasn't really all that hungry-- he had eaten a large helping of bacon and eggs earlier that morning-- but as the Alpha, he ate first. The others wouldn't eat until he'd had a few bites first, and they were hungry.
He ripped out a few chunks of bloody meat, then the others went to town, snapping and snarling over dominance amongst each other as they ate. He took a couple more bites, then trotted away to relax and watch in a patch of comfy clover a few feet away. Blood covered his snout and neck, but he didn't mind, he liked the scent of it, and he could always rinse off in the stream before finding some of the clothing he'd hidden all over the forest and going back to school.
The scent of his pack and the blood and venison was so overpowering he almost missed the other scents. He smelled someone nearby. A slightly familiar scent. Someone from school, though he couldn't quite place it. Will stood. He knew that if they stumbled upon the pack feeding, there would be trouble and danger for all, and they smelled close. A couple of his wolves lifted their heads, smelling it, too, and they looked toward the direction it was coming from. His beta-- who Will called Starunner, because she had a white, star-shaped marking on her right front paw-- stepped away from the meal and towards the forest, like she was going to investigate. Will snapped a bark at her, telling her he'd do it himself, and she averted her gaze and went back to her meal. Seeming quite disappointed; Starunner liked to get into mischief, and enjoyed a good fight.
Will took off at a run towards the smell, not knowing what he would do when he confronted whoever it was, just acting on instint.

[Adam Abbot]

Adam, as per instinct found himself walking around in the forest yet again, well it had been a couple of days since he had seen Claire in unicorn form in the forest, but still, lately he had taking walks in the forest, as if he lived there more than on the school grounds. It wasn´t because he tried to calm down, or find some kind of meditative state by enjoying the nature, no, it was actually because the water in the forest kept calling for him.

The water wanted to speak, wanted him to come to the heart of the forest, but he didn´t listen to it, at least not now, he knew it was dangerous to walk too far into the forest. Even here it was dangerous, a thing which Adam was surely to find out soon.

He hadn´t been listening nor watching where he had been walking towards, so he had entered known wolf territory, a place where getting attacked and eaten by wolfs was a common fact, if you listened to rumors. And the rumors should soon be given at least some truth to it, as a wolf stepped towards him. Out of instinct, Adam took out his wand, and pointed it towards the wolf; he was ready to fire a paralyzing curse, if the wolf was to attack. "Wolf, I mean you no harm!" Adam said, calmly, though the adrenaline flowed through his veins, and sweat was beginning to come forth on his forehead, he was obviously beginning to get uncomfortable with this.

[William Deranger]

As Will got closer to the intruder, he slowed to a trot. It was a boy, about his own age. Will recognized him, though they had never talked, so he didn't know his name.
Will's hackles went up when he pulled his wand out and pointed it at him. He bared his teeth in a warning snarl, but figured the boy thought he was just a normal wolf. He was larger than any normal wolf, and his pelt was dark brown all over, the same shade as his hair. But he supposed someone who hadn't seen many wolves in person could mistake him for a real one.
He stared into the boy's eyes for a minute with a stormy-blue gaze-- the same as in his human form-- then he trotted off to the right, into the bushes, in search of some clothing.
He found a pair of pants that he had hidden a couple weeks ago just a few feet away. They were dirty and grass-stained, but they would do.
He could still see the boy standing where he had left him, and, confident that he would be at least partially hidden by the bushes.
He sighed, then shifted. It took a minute at the most, then he was dressed and standing in front of the boy again, a bored-- and slightly annoyed-- expression on his face. He didn't have his own wand-- he always left it hidden in his dorm when he came into the forest, so he wouldn't lose it-- and he felt very vulnerable and threatened, standing there with someone pointing their wand at him. He snarled again, this time with a human mouth.
"You can put that away, I'm not looking for trouble. I'm just coming to warn you away; my pack is feeding about a qaurter of a mile back that way" he pointed, "and it wouldn't be a good idea to disturb them. They can be rather violent when they're hungry. Plus, you're in our territory." He flashed a quick, lethal grin. "So. If you just go back the way you came and take the path to the right, you'll be going around my territory, and you shouldn't have any problems from my wolves."
William stood there, staring at the boy. He must've been quite a sight; feet planted wide in a challenging stance, hair all raggedy with leaves in it, dirty ripped pants and no shirt. But he didn't care, he was jut trying to keep a fight from happening between this boy and his wolves. Chances were a few of them would get hurt or killed, and the boy would be injured and possibly fatally wounded. It all depended on how things went. But Will didn't want to see the outcome, he didn't want to see what happened.
He didn't want harm to come to either his wolves or this boy.
He stood, waiting for the boy to react, fighting the urge to twitch nervously under the point of the wand.

[Adam Abbot]

Adam lowered his wand, a good thing one of the wolf´s could take human shape, because then he could communicate with them. "Good to see that there is someone to communicate with." He spoke, but he wasn´t really listening to what the guy would say, the water kept yelling, from every three, every insect, every leaf. it was in pain, something was contaminating it, it said that sooner or later people would become sick, it was just a matter of time.

"I am sorry, but I can´t take another way, the water is calling for me, telling me which way I should go." Adam said, as if he was in a trance, but he really wasn´t, he was very much just focused on listening. "It strongly insists that I go this way... And... And.... Have anything in there begun to become sick?" Adam asked, the water wouldn´t give him an answer, as if it was embarrassed about it. So only this guy could give him an answer, hopefully he would do exactly that without wasting to much time, since a second spend talking, was a second wasted, since it wouldn’t help anyone especially if anyone had already begun to get sick.

[William Deranger]

Will forced himself to calm down as the boy put his wand away. But then his hackles raised again when he said he couldn't go around. He had to go through Will's territory. That was a threat to Will's wolves. Will was obligated to eliminate any threat to his pack. He just ignored the part about the water speaking to him. That didn't mean anything to him. And he barely noticed how strange the boy was acting. He was in a kind of trance of his own, focusing on calming himself down and thinking of a logical-- human-- solution to this problem, instead of just attacking this territory-invader as the wolf would have him do.
The talk of sickness broke into his thoughts, and brought him to attention.
"Sick? What do you mean sick? Like, sick how?"
Will would kill him if this was his fault. A few days ago, he had found dead deer next to the stream, three of them. And yesterday, one of his wolves had died after eating a rabbit that lived near the water. She had been throwing up and stumbling around, acting disoriented the whole day before she died.
William glared at the boy. He didn't really think he had anything to do with it. His instinct told him no, and his instinct was usually right. But it had been wrong on occasion.
"One of my wolves died yesterday. She was acting...strange...and I found a few deer dead near the water...is that was you mean?" he snarled, still defensive of his territory, but trying to calm himself, in case this boy could help somehow.

[Adam Abbot]

"Sick? What do you mean sick? Like, sick how? One of my wolves died yesterday. She was acting...strange...and I found a few deer dead near the water...is that was you mean?"

Adam looked at the boy, so it was true, actually he had had his doubts about the truth in the water, normally the elements didn´t lie, at least water didn´t, he didn’t know about the other elements, since he couldn´t communicate with them. Adam had feared that the water had been true, because it kept saying it would only grew worse unless they found who the cause of it was. “I am afraid what you just found is the beginning, it will spread and grow stronger, the water says that, it is unable to do anything, the source is too strong for the water itself to fight against alone.” Adam said, still with his trance like voice.

“If you allow me to continue, then I will allow you to come with me, we need to take care of this as fast as possible.” Adam said, now he was out of his trance, the water needed a break, if it was to make sure the sickness wouldn´t gain the upper hand and spread faster. “I assure you, I mean no harm to any of your friends, I am just here to take care of the problem, and then I will be on my way away from here.” Adam had a look of pure seriousness, this was buisness, not play, if this guy kept persisting on going on about not letting him get to the source, then he would either have to use force, or let this area die, and he wanted to use neither.