Staying Up

He is the pessimist. The mistake and dreamer. These labels had haunted him for years. The only reason they've stayed with the young wolf was because they're not entirely false.
His mind was a dark smudge amongst the white canvas streaked with optimistic copies. He had hated how everyday was the same. It seemed as if the same routine was played on rewind, mocking him for his inability to accept this universe's cycle. Dreams of a world with more than one hue would rage in his mind, a blazing memory of brown would set in his mind...