Okami Shifter

Okami?

Hey guys sorry if I'm sucking so far... this is my first story afterall so... tell me how you like it!
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(Your pov)

I unlocked the door to my apartment. It was a spacious place, with a soft couch you sink into, a few desks with lots of computers on them, a nice glass diningtable, and a long hallway. I went down the hallway with Zayla to show her the guest bedroom.

It had a queen sized bed. A small desk with a lamp was found next to the bed. The closet had sliding doors. An a.c. unit was near the ceiling, and the remote for it was on the desk. There was an empty shelf next to the a.c. unit. A dresser sat next to the bed on the other side from the desk.

"Quaint." Zayla commented, stiffly.

"So, uh... how long will you be staying...?" I questioned her, biting my lip.

Zayla turned to me with a dissatisfied look. "When you deem it nessesary that I leave."

I sighed. 'Oh boy,' I thought exasperated. 'how long will this be...?' I left Zayla to settle in her new room. I didn't bother asking if she had her own place.

I drifted to the kitchen to make dinner. I missed lunch, so I was starving. I made (f/f) with a side of salad, and served it on the table, one plate/bowl for me, and one for her. I called Zayla to dinner.

She came out with a look of pure boredom. Then she glanced at the salad, and gave it a expression of disgust and hatred.

We ate in silence. I couldn't help but notice she didn't even touch her salad. (Or if your f/f is salad, in which case she didn't eat at all)

"Uh... is there something wrong with the salad?" I raised a rather large eyebrow.

(A/N: lol I like it when I smack the fourth wall. Sorry, continue... ;-;)

Zayla ignored me, and finnished her meal. She yawned, and I couldn't help notice her unusual sharp canines.

"I am retiring to my room." She said, and walked down the hall.

I sighed. I cleaned up the leftovers and trudged to my room afterwards. I heard a shower turn on. I disregarded it as my neighbor's. I grabbed a towel, and headed to my bathroom to wash off the grime. I opened the door, and-

"AIEEE! (Y/N)! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"

I was met by Zayla, who was, at the moment, undressing. She was shaking, frozen in place, where her fingers were about to take off her underwear. A furry long tail stopped swishing, and held in place. Her furry wolf ears twitched.

Stupidly, I was frozen too. I couldn't take my eyes off her.

"WHAT ARE YOU STILL LOOKING AT, YOU PERVERT?!"

I blinked out of my stupor, and slammed the door.

I felt my face burn with embarrassment. I slammed the door to my room, and fell on my bed. My heart was pounding, and my face was still flushed. She's... a wolf?