I finished unpacking my bags and moving into my new apartment. I am Evan, A wolf furry who has just moved to Arizona (despite it costing an arm and a leg) in hopes of getting noticed and joining a band. I play electric guitar and have been working on writing song lyrics for a long time. I also needed a change of pace from my old life in Iowa. There are things and people there that should stay buried in my past. And iowa should be forgotten with that past.
I looked around my new apartment, Tv? check. PS4? check. Bed? Check. Everything i need to function in this area? We will see if i have enough. I sighed and looked at my small apartment. "well i guess this should be more than i need for the time being", i said to make myself feel better about my circumstances. Moving out here was more than i had thought it would be. Lucky for me i used my own car and only had a few things that i needed to bring with me. That is what saved me some money.
I looked down to my watch. 8:15 pm. Well i guess i should see if this town has any night life. I had moved to a small apartment in tucson to try and have a quiet place, but there was no night life there. So i decided that i would travel around a little until i had found a place where there was some bars and people partying.
I headed downtown and looked around for a good place to rock on the streets. It happened to be that there were already many street preformers doing their shows and performing so I went and listened. Sampling some of the local flavor. It seemed that the people were forming a mixture of pop with metal. There was the occasional countries person but there were very few in comparison to the number of people playing pop music covers. It seemed like no one had any original music, only covers of already famous songs. Getting my own gig shouldn't be too hard in a town like this.
I decided after a few hours that I should head home. I finally get home and check the clock. 2:45 am. Fuck I need sleep. I sighed and crashed in my couch. Too tired to care that the bed was more comfortable.
(Hey everyone. I'm not sure if I'm going to ever finish this book. I'm trying to get back to writing after an extended absence. I'm sorry!)
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My Wolfy
FantasyEvan (A wolf who is 25 and also the main character) is enjoying his life and trying to move on after having his heart ripped out. He wonders if he can even feel anything again. But one day he finds someone that opens his mind to a new way of thin...