⊱ PETER HALE

[seared]

♚ NAME: Peter Hale
♚ CANON: Teen Wolf
♚ STATUS: Homeless.
♚ VOICE STRENGTH ( ONE TO TEN ): Eight.
♚ THEMESONG: Ain't No Rest for the Wicked -- Cage the Elephant.

♚ CALL ♚ TEXT ♚ ACTION ♚ TROLL ♚

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TEXT ♚ IF THEY TRIED I WOULD STAB THEM

[seared]

That doesn't answer my question, my dear.

Where are you?

[ yeah, there will be dead hunters tomorrow. ]

TEXT ♚ WITH YOUR SECRET STASH OF KNIVES?

[mathematically]

Don't be upset with me. I- Just don't. I'm thinking you're going to have to be upset.

In the woods near the bridge. I was trying to come by to tell you about Little Red. They're good stories, Peter.

[ she won't even mind, okay. christ fuck this hurts like a bitch. ]

I'm sorry.

TEXT ♚ YES i keep them in my hair it's that big because it's full of deadly weapons

[seared]

Oh, little red. My little mother. It's not you I'm angry with, although we'll have to talk about taking better care of yourself. When you're well again.

I'll be right there.

[ it's almost been like living with a sane alpha, lately. tonight's going to set that clock back a little. ]

We'll handle apologies later. Don't allow them another shot, do you hear me?

TEXT ♚ then i really have to ask if there's any darts in there.

[mathematically]

I shouldn't even need the talk. I made an idiot move like Scott. I'm better than this.

[ she almost hadn't texted him for that very reason. the idea of having peter backtracking, losing the ground he had gained in becoming a sane alpha bothers her. it makes her wonder if this was a trap set for them. hurt a member of the pack and watch as peter breaks rules and hurts those who hurt the only family. the realization is enough to have her let out a quiet and pained sort of howl before her eyes dart around looking to see if anyone (the hunters really) are getting closer. ]

I hear you. I won't. I can't let them have another shot.