He nodded. "It kind of is, but I don't mind it. It's relaxing for
the time being." He said, his fingers tapping on the ground a bit.
Amy's humming was rather wonderful too. Also very calming and
relaxing.
Jack arrived at the mouth of a cave, and heard a conversation going
on inside. Jack crouched down, not wanting to eavesdrop, but he was
immensely curious.
Jake quirked a brow a little. That's right. That boys scent. It was
odd, but it also had that smell any werewolf would have. It was
just mixed with something else. Jake wasn't going to bother with
Sammy's smell for a bit. He will figure it out tomorrow. "I don't
know of its just me or not... But do either of you ever feel like
you are sane after you shift? Or not? I apologize for all of these
questions, I'm just rather curious."
Amy caught the scent of the intruder. She got up, and stared at him
intensely.
Sammy looked down. "Sometimes I'm not sane, and I can't help but
feed. I have an intense hunger that just never stops." Sammy was
too distracted by the conversation to notice the intruder. Amy
walked out of the cave quickly standing face to face with Jack.
"Are you lost?" Amy asked as she sniffed him.
He sighed. "I'm normally never sane either. I can't help bit
just... Kill out of my anger and frustration. Though, I can't do
anything about it yet." He shrugged. "And I get angered so easily
during the day, it's never funny." He sighed heavily. He got a
whiff of the new scent and looked to the enterance. He really did
wonder who was there and all, but him and Sammy were talking. Can't
stop that now. "I wish I would have been able to not do such a
thing, but I guess the wolf within myself can't help it."
"Amelia Lockhart of the Lockhart clan. I am a werewolf. What are
you I have never smelled something like you before." Amy said her
head tilted with curiosity.
Sammy smiled. "Don't give up hope maybe one day we will be able to
help it. My mother always told me before she left that it's usually
when you find someone special you are able to control yourself
more. Because you do it for them, but that could be a myth to."
Sammy chuckled. "I have no clue."
"My grandma is very special to me, but she is no longer with us and
I guess it left me in a bad state." He shrugged. Maybe it was true
though. Just think of someone special to you and you might be okay.
He will need to try that out and see if it was true.
"Hmm maybe it wasn't a myth then. All Amy and I have really is each
other. Our parents are not around much really. That's partly why we
are here." Sammy said.
"I don't know what I am. I'm cursed though, so that's what you must
smell." Jack started to back away, but slipped and started to fall
over backward off the cliff.
"Well, it's good that you two have each other. It's better than
being separated from one another, that's for sure." He told him,
still being a hint shaky. He couldn't help how shaky he was. It was
like fear.
He stared at Sammy and nodded. "Of course. It's just, my shift
starts off with shaking and my skin becoming really warm. Soon
enough, I will feel like I'm out of breath, and I won't be able to
move or get up. Then I will start growling, my muscles just
tightening before... I end up starting to shift. I don't know why,
but that's just how it has been for so long." He shook his head a
hint.
"Yeah... Family. I like the sound of that." He never really
considered himself to ever being in a pack. Since his grandma died
when he was young, he never had the chance to technically be in a
pack. He was in hiding for quite some time. But it was okay now.