Ulric wandered aimlessly through his parent's estate bored. His golden eyes wandered from room to the next, trying to find something to keep him occupied for awhile. He supposed that he could watch TV, but as the saying often went: "<Insert number here> channels and still nothing good to watch." He had everything, his parents often could afford anything. There were videogames in an arcade locked in one room but he just didn't feel like playing them, an indoor gym was stashed in another with various equipment, he didn't plan on using any tonight despite his pent up energy. He was edgy, couldn't relax no matter how much he wanted to. His hand brushed through his silver hair in frustration. The thunderstorm that was currently raging had kept him bound indoors all night. Usually during this time, he liked to go out for a run in the woods in his lupine form. It always felt good, and made him feel alive.
Eventually he found himself back in his room, slamming the door behind him as he went to lay down on his bed to stare up at the ceiling. The only reason his parents had decided to live out here was to be able to use their werewolf form safely without the notice of any humans. Rarely would any human pass by, the only ones that he knew of were the postal officer delivering their mail, or a few of the staff working with his parents. He sighed, rolling over to his side just as another crack of lighting flashed outside. His eyes focused on a photograph on his desk. It was of him and his best friend, Anna, when they were children, outside his house the first day they moved in. Funny how they had become friends so fast. This had been a shock to his parents who kept reminding him to be careful around her, never reveal what they were to humans and never fall in love with them. It was easier said than done.
A furious banging on his windows instantly derailed his thoughts as he narrowed his eyes suspiciously. Who could be wandering around at this hour of the night in the middle of a storm? Pushing himself off the bed, he made his way towards the window sill and drew open the shutters. His eyes burst open in surprise as he saw Anna, his breath knocked out of him.
"Anna?" He asked uncertainly looking her over and taking in her appearance. "What happened to you?"
She looked like hell. Her hair was soaked from the rain and she was far from wearing anything decent for the weather. His eyes narrowed into a glare as he looked at the ripped shirt she wore, the shorts, and her bare feet. His eyes instantly focused on the backpack she held over her shoulders. He gritted his teeth, reigning in his anger at the evidence of something being amiss in her home.
"I think you'd better come in." He said, reaching to take her hand and pulling her towards him. Moving to his closet, he took out a blanket and quickly wrapped it around her before motioning her towards his bed. He knelt down in front of her, his brows furrowed in concern. "Anna, what happened? What's wrong?"