[b]Clay's arrival[/b]
[i]A new guest[/i]

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For the past few nights Clay could feel the full moon nearing, it's pull growing stronger and stronger each passing night. He had sought out familiar ground to see it out, only it wasn't too familiar any more. 

The unexpected sight brings a growl deep in his throat as he arrives out the front entrance, his presence announced long before his arrival by the loud roar of his restored old Harley. He kicks the stand out as he shuts it off, he sits silently in thought looking over the done up establishment. 

Clay had long lost much of his sense of smell after a serious motor bike accident that required some major facial reconstruction, but since becoming wolf it had started coming back, it was just difficult to distinguish. Something didn't smell right here but Clay wasn't sure what.

He chuckles to himself dismissing the thought, grabbing the leather rucksack from the back of his bike he flings it over his shoulder and fine leather jacket that sits open, flapping in the wind. 

His heavy boots step one after another as he approaches and enters the entrance of the bed and breakfast, a cocky smirk on his face and a curious glint of excitement in his pale blue eyes. 

*Knock, knock, knock*

"Hello?"