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Anyone know a male werewolf, med/lrg dog size, w/ blue fur (seriously) and possibly w/ minor injuries as of last night? Need to talk to him ASAP.

[Voice, Locked to Police, and posted a discreet amount of time after the previous message. Tim's voice is a bit gravelly, quiet, very reminiscent of someone with a terrible

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[ Quiet, tentative. Fairly certain this is who he thinks it is, and ohgeez guilt and regret. ]

Are you...?

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[Tim was going to send another text to confirm but uhhh blue haired teenage boy YEP THAT IS HIS PACKMATE or a veeerrryy strange coincidence.]

Yeah. Lowell, right?

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[ It's hard to tell if this is the same guy, considering he hardly heard the guy up to the point his new packmate turned into a wolf, but. ]

... yeah, sorta. I- [ )8 ] 'm sorry.

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That's alright. I'm sorry I hit you with the truck. You okay?

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S' all right? [ Some incredulity here. He turned you into a werewolf, Tim. ]

... 'm fine. Just bruised.

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I'm not saying I'm happy about it, so far it fucking sucks, but it's not like you did it on purpose either and it's not the worst thing that's ever happened. And I did hit you with a truck.

Glad you're alright though.

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I wouldn't've usually- [ He cuts off. Because that's the whole issue right now. Last night was completely abnormal and kind of terrifying upon reflection. ] Didn't hit me that hard.

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It felt like I hit you pretty hard. You sure you're alright? [There's obvious worry in his voice] You been to a doctor or a uh vet?

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I'm pretty tough. [ Which is a fairly obvious no. He knows his power saved him a lot of grief, but that's not so easy to explain. Also the only real vet in the city that he would trust is a special kind of crazy right now. ]

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Yeah, you sound tough.

[He's still pretty worried and feeling like he handled the situation shittily (though how much of that is actually Sefton feeling it, who knows), but there's a whole lot more to talk about and the kid seems to be holding himself up.]

Why'd you run off last night? You get somewhere safe?

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[ Not even commenting on the first part. :| There's a long hesitance before he replies, though. ]

Yeah, went back to my house. I-I couldn't... be 'round people last night.

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Ah. Is that normal? Does the moon make you... moody? [He has no idea how to ask this shit, Sefton.]

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... no. [ Just antsy. ] It was... something else.

[ 'Something' has an odd emphasis on it, as he almost just said 'someone' but mentally corrected himself in time. ]

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What was it? Something I need to be concerned about? [Both as your packmate and as a new wolf cause :c]

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I- [ Actually... There's a very reluctant pause. So much. ]

Somebody kinda-messed with my head last night. Snapped outta it when I woke up this morning, but... [ Stronger thrums of betrayal and fear, this isn't how it's supposed to be, why would he do that? ]

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[Tim's confused. Is he being hurt and upset on behalf of Lowell, or what? Why'd he feel like this BEFORE he knew about it? Kinda getting the picture that maybe there's some kind of... thing... between them because of the wolfness. His voice is concerned, protective, and hurt himself.]

Who? What happened?