Tyler laid on the bed with his hands folded on his stomach and one leg dangling off, staring at the celing and formulating a plan. He knew he was in no shape to fight, but he also knew the other werewolf would come soon. Very soon. Tyler had learned from experience not to make a werewolf mad because they were definetely creatures of revenge. He tried not to be that way.... sometimes it was hard, but Tyler had never gone and hurt somebody for revenge. He finally stood up with a wince, leaving on his jeans but taking off his black t-shirt. He then slipped on a short-sleeve flannel shirt that buttoned up, leaving all the buttons unbuttoned. Tyler proceeded to grab a couple nets and some rope, walking outside with the shirt flapping around his sides. It was good for his wound to be exposed to open air, and right now was a good time to do it. It was cool out, and late at night. Tyler went over to the trees surrounding his cabin and started to work. 1 Hour later he had made a circle of traps, putting them around his cabin. The only place that didn't have traps was the driveway, and that's for a bigger trap. The werewolf would hate coming in the driveway, so he would avoid it at all costs. Tyler guessed it would get caught in one of the traps around the cabin. If it was smart enough to realize there was traps there, it would circle around and go in through the driveway. He had set up an alarm to tell him if anyone came in the driveway, so all Tyler would have to do is go out there and kick the werewolves butt off of his land. Perfect. He stood outside in his yard, his arms hanging loosly at his sides and the wind blowing gently through his shirt and ruffling it up. Hopefully Tyler wouldn't have to fight, because he was hurt enough already.

Niki soon finished about every task she had to do around her apartment and felt tiredness wash over her now. After a small yawn she made her way to her bed room and got prepared for bed. She grabbed some pajamas and headed to the bathroom. She then started up the shower and undressed as she waited for the water to come to her desired temperature. Once there Niki stepped into the falling water and took a nice, kind of long, shower. After a few minutes she stepped out, dried herself off, and got into her pajamas. Before heading back into her bedroom she made sure to go lock her front door and balcony door before turning off most of the lights. She then checked her mental checklist and nodded to herself before heading back into her bedroom. 'Well tonight has been some night,' she thinks as she dims her bedroom lights and crawls into bed, 'I just hope Tyler gets well soon.' She then stops her self and sighs while shaking her head. "Why do I care so much about him,' she asks herself aloud, "I have only met the man two times. And the first time he attacked me!" Niki let out another sigh as she got comfortable under the covers of her bed, "Maybe I just need to sleep on it.." At this she closed her eyes and relaxed her body as she drifted off to sleep.

Tyler went back inside with a sigh, collapsing onto the bed and passing out as soon as he hit the covers. In the middle of the night he was woken by a scream of anger that cut through the air and made Tyler jumped straight out of bed. After taking 5 minutes to peel himself off the ceiling and 10 to hyperventilate into a bag, he finally walked outside to see what the heck was wrong. And there, caught quite tightly in one of his traps, was the werewolf. "Ha." Tyler muttered under his breath, walking right up. "You think you're smart? Don't attack my friends, meathead." He growled, slicing the ropes down and smacking the werewolves head hard enough to knock it out. Tyler then injected a plant poison that put the werewolf to sleep... forever. He dragged the peacefully dead body off into the woods with quite a lot of exertion, knowing the scavengers would be happy. Tyler then went back inside grumpy because even that made his breathing ragged again

Niki slept peacefully for a few good hours before she started to toss and turn in her sleep. When she was younger she would have frequent night terrors or nightmares, but they had died down a bit as she has grown older. Of course that doesn't mean they have left her, as it still happens from time to time. As of right now when Niki sits up quickly from her sleep, gasping for breath. After a few minutes to calm herself down Niki gets out of bed to do so meditation and breathing excerises. Yes it was the middle of the night but these have seemed to help Niki after a nightmare. After a few minutes of meditation and other calming excersises Niki slowly climbs back into her bed and drifts off to sleep.

Tyler sat heavily on his bed and stared at the wall for a moment. This sucked. His chest may have been stitched up but he was STILL breathing like a preganant elephant after running a 5 K! Tyler rolled his shoulders with a wince and stood back up, feeling antsy. He knew he wouldn't be able to get to sleep again... no way. Tyler went to the small, clean counter and pulled some milk out of the fridge, pouring a glass. He then sat down on his small chair and looked at his minature TV, turning it on and starting to watch Deadpool. He needed something funny and Ryan Reynolds fit the bill.

After a few more hours of sleep Niki was taken out of her peaceful slumber by a loud alarm sound. It took her a moment to roll over and realize that it was her alarm. She slams her hand down on the clock before groaning and rubbing her face with her hands. Niki laid looking up at the ceiling for a few minutes before slowly sliding out of her bed. She then stretches, allowing a few her joints to pop, and heads into the main room of her apartment. She first heads into the kitchen and starts up the coffee maker to make some coffee and while waiting heads over to the couch and turns on the TV. She flops down onto the couch with a huff and flips through the channels until she finds one interesting. After a few minutes her coffee finishes and Niki retrieves it along with a bowl of cereal. She then sits back down on the couch and sits with her legs crossed and bowl in her lap, her coffee mug on the coffee table in front of the couch.

Tyler sat, smoldering, till the movie was over. Admittedly, at the end, he had laughed a couple times and he had a grin on his face. He stood up after it was done, seeing it was close enough to morning. Tyler turned off the TV, and decided to make a lazy mans breakfast. He grabbed a bowl, poured in cereal, poured some milk in, and laid it on the counter with a sigh. Tyler really didn't have the energy to do much more. He ate the cereal quickly before slipping a clean shirt on, a dark blue short-sleeve button up. Tyler then went and changed his pants into some faded blue jeans, knowing he wouldn't be going into town anytime soon, and started working. The pain only made him work harder so it was worth it. He started to chop wood, bringing the axe down with a grimace and pulling it back up again. *Whatever doesn't kill you makes you stronger* is kinda Tyler's motto. He kept chopping wood till his shirt was soaked with sweat and his hair was plastered to his forehead, then set the axe against the side of the wood cabin and sat down for a moment on a log. Tyler breathed in fresh air, standing and grabbing a towel before wiping off his face. "You shouldn't be pushing yourself so hard. you just got stitches" Tyler muttered to himself, but he knew he would just keep doing it.

Niki sat on the couch still watching TV almost an hour later. She had finished her breakfast and was now a bit bored. She looked up at a wall clock and saw that it was only 9:30 am. Niki then let out a sigh and looked back at the TV before hearing her phone ding. She picked it up to see a text from one of her friends asking if she wanted to come hang out with them. Niki asks what they would be doing and she gets a small list of things back as a reply. With a small smile on her lips she agrees to the offer and heads back to her bedroom to get dressed. She decides on a pair of light colored, ripped jeans, a spaghetti strap tank-top, and a plaid, unbuttoned long sleeve shirt over the tank-top. Once dressed she goes back into the main room and grabs a pair of black and white sneakers and quickly gets them on before leaving the apartment. She then texts her friend asking where they would be meeting. The clothes she had chosen wasn't her usual choice of clothes but seeing that she was going to have a fun time with friends, she might as well dress a bit nicer. 'Crap my hair,' she thinks as she walks and quickly puts it back in a semi-nice ponytail.

Tyler stood there for a couple moments before realizing he needed more steel to build a couple things. He groaned quietly and went back inside, peeling off his sweat-soaked shirt and throwing on a dark, forest green button-up shirt that would make him look semi-normal. He waited till his hair was mostly dry again, ignoring the stabbing pain in his chest and starting the walk into town. Tyler entered the town about an hour later, his head low and eyes at the sidewalk, walking straight to the metal warehouse. Tyler entered, the loud saws cutting through metal feeling like a soothing harmony. Some of the guys called a hello, since Tyler had been there quite a lot, but he only gave a brief nod as an answer. He walked up to the desk and told them what he needed, waiting while they sawed it down to the correct legnths, then taking the heavy steel. Tyler put it over his shoulder with a wince, knowing that would be the easiest way to carry it the 5 miles back to his cabin. He started homeward, keeping to side streets as much as he could even though it lengthened his journey

Niki soon met her friend along with a few of their other companions at a food truck area. Once there they greeted on another and talked for a while before deciding to get something to eat. Since they were basically surrounded by food trucks the group split off to get something to eat before meeting back up at a picnic table to eat. They caught each other up on how their lives had been and little bits of drama. Niki was careful to not mention her run in with Tyler or anything to do with him for the matter. Even though she knew that most of her friends wouldn't believe her she knew how they were with not telling secrets, answer they're bad at keeping them. -Best not to tell them at all- she thinks to herself. Once they had all eaten the group headed to the local mall to shop as well as check out any of the new things inside.