It had been a week since Gaelan had seen the submissive wolf, and he had not seen, smelled, and heard from him. His worry could not be ignored, but it could be hidden from sight. He was currently out at the open fresh market. He needed some fresh fruits and vegetables, as much as it did not satisfy him as meat did. However to keep fit and healthy it was needed. He was currently at a stand that sold a variety of tomato's, all in great condition, when he picked up a scent.
It was wolf again, and it had a lingering scent of Patrick upon it...no him. He continued to examine the tomato's. Picking out the fresh one's while making it seem like he was casually looking around. His eyes and sense of smell trying to locate the source. That was one bad thing about such a populated public place. One could know that some one was about, but to pinpoint the exact location made it difficult.
He choose a few tomato's that he came to like, and proceeded to move down the stalls. Now that he wasn't busy buying at the moment, his eyes could search more freely. His beast rising oh so slightly so that they could hunt together for this scent.
It was wolf again, and it had a lingering scent of Patrick upon it...no him. He continued to examine the tomato's. Picking out the fresh one's while making it seem like he was casually looking around. His eyes and sense of smell trying to locate the source. That was one bad thing about such a populated public place. One could know that some one was about, but to pinpoint the exact location made it difficult.
He choose a few tomato's that he came to like, and proceeded to move down the stalls. Now that he wasn't busy buying at the moment, his eyes could search more freely. His beast rising oh so slightly so that they could hunt together for this scent.