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The city's quiet tonight.
Unusually so, Preston would think, if he were Preston at the moment; but he's wolf, now, and he notices what there is instead of what there isn't. Smells of blood. (More than usual.) Smells of strong emotion. (Anger, fear, things the wolf hasn't got a word for but recognizes all the same) Wolf, vamp, occasional human - scents he knows, but rarer. Not so much zombie. That's something.
He's been wolf since he left Anna. He figures vaguely that he'll change back soon. Not yet, though.
Unusually so, Preston would think, if he were Preston at the moment; but he's wolf, now, and he notices what there is instead of what there isn't. Smells of blood. (More than usual.) Smells of strong emotion. (Anger, fear, things the wolf hasn't got a word for but recognizes all the same) Wolf, vamp, occasional human - scents he knows, but rarer. Not so much zombie. That's something.
He's been wolf since he left Anna. He figures vaguely that he'll change back soon. Not yet, though.