Last night
I woke up parched and oddly restless. I realize only a moment later that Sloan's restless. Not me.
The thing about being werewolves is being constantly aware of the other ethereal being with which you share your skin with. Accepting them. Becoming one with them. Shifting is usually the final stage in accepting this.
Lycans have it worse, I guess. Theirs is more feral and there is rarely ever a point of 'mutual agreement' between them and their beasts. It is either they dominate them or they get dominated by it.
Sloan's is usually calm and barely ever says a word. She interjects sometimes but that's about it. She sleeps, and watches. On the days I shift and she has control, I have no idea what she does... I'd say I got an easy going wolf on my hands. A great contrast from ev
