It had been four days since John had run into Mary in his wolf form, and he still wasn't sure why he hadn't fled. When he had first seen her John had been struck by a moment of uncertainty, she had clearly been nervous but had seemed determined to show no more fear than the paling of her face, that alone had intrigued him.
When he had stalked closer for a better look, John noticed she had a fierce kindness about her that was filtering through her fear, and was creeping through the wave of instincts John had put up around his mind. For some reason he had gone close enough to touch her, to reassure, and when she asked him if he wanted to go home with her he had followed.
And even now, as he watched her prepare breakfast for them both from his spot on the hearth rug, John wasn't sure what kept him from just wandering off. Perhaps it was the soothing presence of someone who simply thought of him as a big pet, or perhaps it was the fact she seemed to simply accept him, that drew John to this sweet woman.
When Mary had read to him the first night she had seemed so relaxed as she read that John had found himself slowly unwinding, by the time she had finished for the night John was almost asleep.
Mary knew that her new pet 'Thunder' was a shifted human, she would have had to be blind to not notice how smart he was, but she also could see the intense pain in the wolf's eyes and hoped that he would shift back eventually. Mary wasn't sure what had caused him to go wild, but she had heard of it happening before.
In fact, her older brother, Verence, had gone wild after his wife died in a car accident. Verence had pined away in his animal form until he passed away in the middle of the night.
Mary was determined to save 'Thunder' from the same fate, she didn't want to see anyone else waste away like that. So far he seemed to be doing fairly well, sometimes he would seem to sink into his own dark world but whenever she read to him he seemed to come alive a bit more.
Mary supposed that most people would object to letting a shifted human stay in their home when it wasn't someone she even knew the name of, but Mary Morstan wasn't most people.