Jailed
It had been almost an hour or two since Sebastian was left all alone in that empty dark cell. The space was small, with the edges roughly around 10 feet. He didn't have much room to roam around freely, so he simply admired the crevices on the wall. It was around that time when he discovered that the door and the bars were soaked in wolfsbane. He always wondered why using wolfsbane was still legal, but then again, he hardly knew much about pack life.
The entire night was difficult as it is, and surprisingly sleep didn't hit him so easily. The entire place was way too cold, enough to make even a wolf tremble. Somehow he didn't have his jacket on so it just made it harder for him to save heat. He tried to work out a bit in the hopes that it would make him tired enough to fall asleep, and kill the cold a little bit. While it worked with both the heat and tired thing, sleep still refused to grace him.