A rolling lope

[rowade]

Armed with running gear Ro stretched out and started at a walk for a slow build warm up. He easily carried it into a languid run. Passing other night runners and the night time residents of the lake front park.

He wasn't dressed for concealment. he wore Neon orange underarmor for shirt and a pair of white shorts a pair of running shoes completed his attire his hair having gotten a bit longer then he normally liked so it was pulled back out of his face.

As he ran his legs ate the distance beneath his feet it had grown into a casual routine working as the "dummy" at the dojo staying out of everyone's way full moon he took off for the woods. There wasn't much for him here but it was time to settle he supposed this city was as good as any other.

he had a place to live and a paycheck side jobs life was good he was on relatively good terms with those here. So far he hadn't gotten into trouble which is always good.

No music he listened to the sounds of the city filtered through the park.

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Wren wasn't a natural athlete. Sports were a mystery to her but running was something she did because she had to. All of her time cooped up in hospitals had taught her to exist in a state of urgency. Her infection had given her near limitless energy. So she ran. She unlike most of the cult like joggers never ran the same path twice. She never had a circuit in mined. She just ran.

So needless to say having scented an odd wolf she was not taken too horribly by surprise. In fact she looked forward to meeting him. She couldn't spot him yet and didn't know if she was running in his wake or if he had passed her. She wasn't nose blind but as she ran she often concentrated on clearing her mind that she usually succeeded. This was just another in a long list of things she might have missed. Not breaking stride she scanned ahead of her and behind her. The path wasn't too crowded so picking him out in his day-glo evening running attire wasn't all that hard.

Yes indeed he wasn't a wolf she knew. She waffled as to whether it was a good idea to close on him. Throwing caution to the wind she closed the few lengths between them. Pulling alongside him she smiled, "Haven't seen you around."