After cleaning up on his end, Zion made his way to the nearest designated mud room—one of several scattered throughout the pack territory. These rooms were stocked with spare clothing for werewolves returning from a run or for warriors who needed a change after shifting, especially in cases where their clothes had torn during transformation and they hadn't had time to remove them beforehand.
Zion pulled a simple pair of pants and a shirt from the clean basket, along with a towel. He wiped the blood from his body before slipping into the fresh clothes. He didn't bother with shoes—he'd walk barefoot for now. It wasn't the first time anyway.
