Night Wolf Part 2

Music Lover

Out with his trumpet, Kyle started playing, in love with music and instruments, something he got from Cal. He is very passionate about the music, especially jazz as Kyle found it to be very relaxing and incredible. Each allowance he saved, would go towards for a new instrument, living in the city of New Orleans, just brought Kyle more joy and freedom.

As he played his trumpet, a few musicians who knew him, watched and laughed among themselves.
Speaking in with a Creole accent, with their own instrument.

"That boy be singing his soul out."

"Boy knows how to play!"

"Yeah baby!"

Kyle continued, having fun and enjoying himself as a few people enjoyed and listened all while dropping money in Kyle's bag, smirking knowing he's doing quite good.

Without realizing a certain person checking out the music, an older man hiding in the shadows, enjoying listening to the jazz, Kyle continued and immediately got carried away, playing loudly with more passion and more fun with it!

Until he felt a tap on his shoulder, an officer shaking his head, "You know the rules, boy, either a permit or license."

Kyle couldn't help but chuckled, "I am in the process of getting one... Eventually. Come on, Officer Thibodeaux."

The officer shaked his head, "I'm giving you a second warning, kid. Pack it up."

Kyle chuckled, couldn't be mad but nodded, he kept laughing as he packed up, as the other men laughed, speaking in Creole, one of them spoke in English and patted Kyle's back, "That's a man, don't let it change you. Have a smile and walk, brotha."

Kyle smiled, "Oh I know. I'm not letting it bother me."

The man smiled and patted his back, "Keep on playing music, you a good kid." The man left and joined the other men, Kyle chuckled, the man with medium length hair, nodded, "You are good kid."

Kyle looked up to the man, "Oh thanks man. Yeah playing music, especially jazz is my favorite thing, the city is just so damn incredible. My name is Kyle."

The man softly smiled, "Zahur." Once they shaked hands, Kyle couldn't help but smell death a little, looking up to the man's eyes, instantly knew but didn't pulled his hand away, "Guess we have something in common."

Zahur nodded, "That we do." They headed to a diner and took a booth in the back, Zahur's a vampire and Kyle wasn't at all bothered by it. In fact, he was interested in the man, as with vampires, it's quite difficult to know if their lying or not due to them not having an active heart.

Zahur leaned back his chair, "I've had my eye on you for the past few weeks, watching you play in the quarter with your trumpet. You're really good. And no I'm not flirting so don't you worry, kid."

"I didn't think that and it doesn't bother me. But thanks man, yeah playing music has been my thing since I was a kid. It's what calms my wolf if I feel it wanting out, so if you've been watching me for a while now, I have a question. How are you able to come out during the day? I thought you can't and only at night?"

Zahur smiled, "Well I have something to help me be out in the sun, my ring here, gives me that power. You're not that worried about hanging out with a vampire."

"You don't seem to be a threat and if you were, my bite would definitely take you out in an instant. But since you're good, I don't have anything to worry about, but you though, you're quite bold and confident to be here with me, a vampire speaking to a werewolf but I like the idea of us not attacking each other."

Zahur nodded, "Ah yes the whole if a werewolf bites a vampire, it kills them right away. I don't care about that feud, I like to try to be friends with any supernatural, especially you young wolf. So tell me, about yourself."