[fancypost=background: transparent; width: 430px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 14px; color: silver;]Derek watched the small wolf as he shivered and shook. He had noticed it before when he first met the wolf and helped release his paw from the trap, but it still hadn't stopped, poor thing. The alpha sighed, his heart constricting for some reason and he just knew he'd be helping this wolf even if he could make up a whole list of reasons not to.
He easily covered Stiles with his much-larger body, effectively guarding the small gray wolf from strong winds that could be causing his shivering. "Walk with me. We're going to my den." Derek rumbles soothingly, attempting to match his large strides to the wolf's small ones. "Are you hungry?"