O'Leary's

This can't be Grey?

Grey had not had a good day. He was ready for a beer or two! He didn't normally hang out with the Wolves but his partner had just turned 30 and he'd been invited to O'Leary's for a few casual drinks with the bottom feeders. He was happy he was even on the list of people to invite. However he didn't really socialise with any of them other than Tom, the other human in the group and he felt kind of out of place tonight.

This evening was his time to chill. He'd had a busy shift today and was off shift for another 54 hours. He was already planning his time off and was looking forward to starting it in his favourite bar and ending it in bed, whether that was his or Gina's he didn't care and didn't really care for the bits in between to be honest...he mainly just wanted to be in bed. O'Leary's with the Wolves wasn't ranking high on his priorities at this moment in time. 

The bar itself was quirky and frequented by humans mostly. However the odd Wolf did enter. Not normally as many as were in there this evening though and people were beginning to stare. The Wolves were getting more rowdy with every drink and the humans around them were starting to resent it, most of them couldn't afford to get that drunk that quickly and especially didn't like to have their places messed with. He could spot looks of scorn being thrown around. He could also spot the serious threat that was lurking beneath the surface of the other patrons. He knew that no one was stupid enough to start a fight with a Wolf. No human was anyway. But that didn't stop the looks being thrown around. Soon one of the wolves would notice and the bar would erupt and it was in his best interest, and the that of the other humans, to get the wolves out of there. Plus, it was his favourite bar after all...and he didn't want it smashed to pieces because of his colleagues.

Grey downed his drink, hoping that if he started the group moving towards the door, the others might follow, sadly, the only thing that it did was make the rest of the group drink even faster. He wasn't normally the talkative type but after trying several more strategies to get the group out of the door he seemed to have hit a brick wall and the only thing he had achieved was even more drinking. He was starting to feel fuzzy in the head when a big, burly lad clapped him on the shoulder.

"Don't you think you oughta take your buddies out of here pal?" The big guy looked down at Grey, clearly not phased that he was obviously part of the hierarchy and clearly above him in the pecking order of the New World. The big guy smiled down at him but he knew an order when he heard one and this guy wasn't just suggesting they move out of the bar. "Your friends are getting rowdy and some of the patrons here are just looking for a quiet drink..." Grey could practically see the guys fur bristling at the rowdiness of the wolves and could feel the tension in the air building, this guy was not one to mess with and Grey knew that if the wolves smelt a threat all hell would break loose. Grey knew that the others thought he was obviously the main culprit here, in the eyes of the other patrons he was a traitor, he could see the glares he was receiving from the others. Evidently they had noticed that he liked to come here on his days off (just like the wolves) and had put two and two together to equalwolves.

He shirked the big guys hand off his shoulder, shrugging away from him and taking a step back. All he really intended to do was turn to the wolves and grab their attention, maybe just tell them he was bored and wanted to move on, maybe he would have convinced them that they were bored? He didn't really know because he never got chance to find out. Before he had finished his pivot the big guy had grabbed him by both shoulders and moved him sideways, out of the way of an incoming fist. That was all it took...all hell did break loose and his favourite bar would be smashed to bits within minutes. He loved this bar too.

That was when he felt the softness of something silky pressing against his back, shortly before he felt the vibration of a gurgling growl rush up his back. He had never felt or heard a sound like it and all of a sudden, he was less worried about the wolves tearing into the humans and more bothered about his own ass and whatever was behind him. That noise sent shivers up his spine and down to his feet as he turned faster than he ever thought he was capable of. What he saw next almost stopped him in his tracks, however his fight or flight instinct urged him to run, this enemy was too big and too ferocious to do anything with other than flee. 

He was looking at the chest of a bear. A bear. A huge, magnificent, ferocious and scary as hell bear. 

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