To track a werewolf

Daybreak brought rest among the wolves, Deno knew the drill and headed to his pickup when they all shifted back, but still though his eyes and ears were out into the surrounding dawn.

No movement at least, he couldn't help think somewhere a woman named Thalia also came out of this adrenaline rush spawned by the full moon, then ripped away by its ever brighter counterpart.

Despite his fear for wolves when he was a boy, Deno was always so fascinated by them, that transformation they go through seemed and sounded excruciating, yet the smile on Raphaela's face when he was allowed back in assured him that it was a normal and natural occurrence to them born into the fang and claw.

"Any movement out there?" She asked.

"None for now" he said seeing the pack come out the houses dressed already "I suggest you all stay here around this campfire where I can keep an eye on you"

There were nods of agreement just as the grunts and snorts of some sounded.