- Allison. [[My other hand stays on Allison Argent's hip, I never wanted to let go. I should fear her, I should. But I knew Allison before -

- I was a hunter, I would always feel like I'm in constant love.]] I'm everything I should be when I'm with you, Allison Argent. Please. -

- stay with me, I can't lose you again.. [[Mumbles silently, my thumb stroking across Allison Argent's cheek as I stare back.]]

[[Sighs quietly to myself, a small ache as Allison Argent turns from me.]] I won't run away. I want this to work, I'll stay by your side, -

- I promise. [[Nodding my head as Allison Argent speaks, I knew her father was probably more trustworthy than . to be fair. -

- I reach my hand, gently touching Allison Argent's before it drops carelessly back to my side.]] I will see you then. I'll be there. [[My -

- head drops to the ground as Allison Argent walks away, slowly lifting as I whisper the words, mostly to myself.]] I miss you, love you. -

- [[Before heading back in, in search of @SporadicStiles.]]

[[After so many hours running around, hoping to God Allison Argent would find me.. somewhat better or at least more attractive than usual. -

- hopefully.. mum walks in, her lips escaping a chuckle as she stares at the nervous shaking statute of her son.]] Seeing Allison Argent -

- huh? [[Meekily nodding my head, I grab my phone and smile to her.]] Too much? 'Just enough.' Was her answer,enough for - | Allison Argent |

- Me to be somewhat calmer before racing out of the house and to Allison Argent' s on my dirt bike. Something felt so different, making me -

- feel so scared of rejection from Allison Argent, but I'd never give up hope. Lifting my hand with a worried expression, knocking on the -

- Argents door with what sounded like child's confidence. Waiting patiently for Allison Argent to come.. I needed to calm.]

[[The sound sound of my motorbike roaring to life as it raced through the streets and to the Vets. #Deaton had called an emergency to talk--

-- about some animal attackings. It is very terrifying, knowing that animal attacks are showing up again, leading to the questions of, --

-- who is in town? Clicking down the pedal stool and stepping off the bike gingerly, the cool air hitting me as I stood still. Luckily, I --

-- had wolf blood. The chime of the door seemed to give the warm familiar feeling, the safety of the Vets, where my only male role model --

-- figure hid and worked.]] Dr Deaton, hey, it's me #Scott! [[Calls out, steping through to the back to the operating theatre. The table --

-- was littered with so many news paper clippings of blooded animals.]] Any idea, Scott? [[He grumbled.]]