A wolf, that's what you are.
A lone wolf.
In this world, there are nekos and crow humans.
In this world, humans are pure evil.
In this world, there is only one wolf, afraid and alone.
Will the wolf find love and live?
Or will he die like his clan an...
The (h/c) haired wolf recently ran away from the Nekoma's territory. He wonders if he will always live a life on the run, or will he find a place to live life.
The wolf, who is still hungry, found himself at a small pond area. Not the same one where the deer died at, but this one was more magical and free.
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The wolf sighed sadly as he remembered his old friend.
The (h/c)-ette walked up to the edge of the pond and looked down at his reflection.
He still had his bright (e/c) eyes and his scars and bruises. The wolf softly touches them, wincing slightly. He really needs to get some healing, and soon.
The wolf heard a soft purr. He looked up and was met with beautiful blue doe eyes.
(E/c) eyes widened in surprised as he fell backwards.
Right in front of him was a Mist Doe*. The deer figure with snow white fur and bright blue eyes. It's legs faded into air as it stood on the water. They only appear near waterfalls and their mist. If one were to see them, they were said to be granted with peace in their life. [Mist Doe - Mythical]
The wolf sat on the floor in shock at what he was seeing. A mythical creature just appeared right in front of him! What was he supposed to do??
The creature bowed its head down to the wolf's height and examined the petite's face. The deer licked the (h/c)-ette's check.
The wolf felt a warm feeling on his right check. When he put a hand on his check, he felt that his scratch was gone, and than his skin was once again smooth.
(E/c) eyes looked up at the deer figure. The deer nodded, pleased with the outcome and faded away.
The wolf's eyes shine as they became more glossier by the second. He wiped the tears away quickly and stood up.
He walked around the pond and noticed the fresh water. It was good water to bathe in.
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The wolf rubs his dirty skin, washing himself. He dipped his head into the water and rinsed his (h/c) hair and wolf ears.
His (h/c) tail floated above the water as the male washed it.
After a bit of cleaning up, he got out of the pond and put on his shorts. He grabbed his dirty white shirt and dipped it into the water. (He had already washed his shorts)
The male rubbed the cloth together. As he does this he remembers his mother washing his father's clothes and always complains on how dirty and messy they are after a hunt.
The wolf pauses his washing. He sniffed and held back the tears.
He was a big boy now, there's no need to cry. He was all grown up now. He's no longer a pup, he is a wolf.
But... if only he had a place to call home... That seems nice to have.
The wolf shook his head and focused on washing his shirt. When he looked into the water to see if the dirt went in the crystal blue, he saw nothing, only water.
The water seemed to have no dirt or any signs of germs or anything ill in it. This water would make for a good bathing water and drinking water.
The (h/c)-ette took his shirt out of the clear blue and hanged it up on a nearby branch. The wolf slumped down on the tree trunk and looked up.
