A restless sleep plagued with nightmares was all that awaited the wolf... That, and a rude awakening by a few humans with weapons. His groggy mind only made sense of a few things, like the fact that they were a threat and something about some children torn to shreds. Must be how I managed to escape the others... He cowered back, not having much room to move around in the little den he'd found himself.

Growling lowly and baring his teeth made the humans hesitate, back far enough that he could dart out around them, knocking one over. He took off again, not stopping again until the sun was in the sky and he was back in human form. He dragged himself towards a seemingly abandoned mansion, hoping it would be as empty as it looked so he could clean up and rest.

A small creek outside allowed him fresh water to clean up, scrubbing the dirt and blood from his skin and hair as best he could. Clean enough for the time being, he pulled his clothing back on, shivering in the chill morning air, and went to find a way inside the mansion. The first door he came upon led into a small sitting room, a bookshelf on one wall, and some dusty furniture arranged before a fireplace which hadn't been used in years. There were a few pieces of wood still in the bin next to the fireplace, but he had no idea the state of it, if the chimney were clear, or if starting a fire to warm himself would set the whole building ablaze. Instead, he merely curled up on one of the couches, sweater draped over him like a blanket. He fell asleep again, this time his mind stayed blissfully empty.