i'm trapped in a vile world.

@ fairly local. (Love the gifs!)

Jimmy was leaning against the frame of his front door, holding a cigarette between his thin lips, clear blue eyes glittering with anticipation. He was expecting the rest of the pack, since it was supposed to be a hunting night, and his isolated cabin in the woods was the perfect spot for the group to meet. As he watched the sun set and shadows fall, it was Jimmy's nose that alerted him of the first arrival. He'd recognize Matt's scent anywhere. "Hey fuckface." Jimmy said it quietly, with a smirk, as he exhaled a cloud of smoke. He wanted Matt to know that he'd failed to sneak up on him once again. They were both alphas of their small pack, and, as a result, there had always been a bit of rivalry and competition between them, a fact that Jimmy usually found very entertaining. "Hey yourself." Matt sounded a little disappointed at being discovered as he came around the corner of Jimmy's house, but he was smiling, too, all pearly whites and dimples. Jimmy shot him a pointed look, one eyebrow raised. "You can't be stealthy if you stink, man, just saying."

Before Matt could think of a witty reply, however, the other members of their pack pulled up in an old red jeep. Jimmy could see Brian driving, and Johnny beside him in the passenger seat, but there was someone else with them, someone Jimmy had yet to meet. They hadn't mentioned bringing any guests, but Jimmy knew that they were casually looking to expand their group, so he figured that this must be a new candidate. Inhaling another drag from his cigarette, Jimmy let it fall to the ground and crushed it with his bare foot. When Brian opened the car door, and all of the scents from inside it started to tumble out, Jimmy honed in on one very interesting fact: whoever the newcomer was, he was an omega, and that made him of very special interest to Jimmy. He couldn't wait to get a good look at him.

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Zacky got out of the jeep slowly, taking in the details of the woods and the old house that stood in the midst of them. He was new to the area, but he'd quickly met two other werewolves, Brian and Johnny, who coaxed him into meeting their pack. Though most werewolves weren't big talkers, they were social creatures who thrived in close knit groups, and Zacky new he'd be lonely for the company of his own kind, even if he was surrounded by humans, so he'd wanted to go, wary as he was. Being an omega, he had to watch out a little because there were always eager alphas looking for mates, but it did increase his chances of being accepted in the group, assuming that they all got off on the right foot. He noticed the other two guys then, and he couldn't resist a little smile when he saw them.

Both men were impressive to look at in their own way. On the left, the taller of the two was already watching him. He was very tall and thin, wearing only dark, faded jeans and an impressive collection of colorful tattoos. Zacky thought he had a handsome face, with blue eyes and a mischievous smile framed by black choppy hair, and he wondered if this was the Jimmy he'd heard Brian mention earlier. To the right of him, another equally attractive man was waiting. In contrast to the other, he was a few inches shorter, though still on the tall side, and Zacky could tell that he was very muscular, even through his dark clothes. He was smiling too, and Zacky couldn't help but notice his charming dimples. Zacky's keen nose told him that both men where alphas, so he would have to be careful around them at first, but for now, good manners were key. He walked over to Brian, who motioned toward him. "This is Zacky, guys."