Dale tries hard to ignore the pounding in his heart as he jogged right into the woods, ignoring the questioning gazes of other Werewolves, his loose grey shirt easily goes off before he's even well in the woods, ignoring the reaction it garners behind him and he breaks out into an all out run under the cover of the trees, shifting on a leap.
There was a shortcut through the woods, it would be faster to get to Kieran's house that way than driving his car.
He runs with a one track mind, panic thrumming at the same pace as his large paws, he couldn't even call Kieran because he didn't have his phone on him - he was truly miserable.
The trees and shrubs all blend into one endless blur of green, the woods flashing by at an incredible speed.
