A new Danvers?

In plane sight

The plane soared over they lit city lights of an unknown town. My eyes were transfixed on the gleaming colours below when Eleanor lent over and pointed to a single light surrounded in darkness. "That's our house over there. We live with some other people, but I'm sure you'll get along with them. You're friendly."

Not turning around I whispered low enough only she could hear. "I'm not friendly. I'm just good at bluffing and you've been too trusting." Eleanor's presence moved away after that. "What did you expect after kidnapping me."

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Leaving the plane was an ordeal. Keeping a young, short tempered, but definitely not short, werewolf in a small crowded space calm, was not an easy feat. And it nearly didn't happen. A shoulder hitting any part of a young antisocial werewolf would set them off. But having complete knowledge in my skills as a werewolf made me much braver, and unfortunately for my 'guardians' more aggressive.

At one point a man elbowed me whilst getting his bag down from the shelf, and not surprising, he didn't apologise. Loving to surprise people I lifted him up and dropped him into the ground without a second for him to react. That helped Eleanor and Clayton get me off the plane quicker. Reese being left behind due to laughing to much to move.

Running down the air mat off the plane Clayton picked up speed after me, worried I might book it. "Relax ya knob, i'm not dumb enough to run away in a foreign country." I slowed down, walking backwards to watch Clayton. He was not impressed to be called a knob.

"Why do you speak like that?" Reese questioned, showing up behind Clayton.
"Like what?" My pace didn't slow as I manoeuvred around people I couldn't see.
"Like a British."
"My Ma was a Brit so it'd make sense aye?" Reese nodded his head in understanding at my answer.

Walking backwards I kept going around in circles whilst the others got my luggage, Eleanor keeping a close eye on me. We headed off towards the exit as Eleanor requested me to "stop walking backwards or you're going to hit someone."

Ignoring her I was close to the exit as I heard children yell. "Mummy! Daddy!" Two screeching voices races past me to Eleanor and Clayton, engulfing them with hugs. Continuing away from the little reunion I swung around right before hitting someone. The smell was obvious as I raised my hand to greet them.

"Jeremy I presume?"

"Nice to meet you." Jeremy replied shaking my hand.