CA Intro/Thread : Here we are, again.
Cicadas’ chirped in the sleeping wolf’s ears.
The gentle shade of the tree kept him from the sun’s rays, leaving him quite comfortable. It was blissful, not realizing exactly where he was, dreaming of what he’d do next today in his sleepy town called Westcaw. He tossed slightly in his sleep, facing away from the tree, dandelions inches away from his face as he rested on the grass. In his mind, he’d awaken on his bed, next to a warm body, but that wasn’t the case. Slowly, the wolf’s eyes heavily began to lift open, his brain not yet registering what he was seeing, till his eyesight adjusted to the bright midday sun.
Lobo immediately was alert, ears perking up as they adjusted, his yellow eyes immediately wide open. The cicadas were gone now, as the wolf slowly stood up, looking around in a daze. He couldn’t believe it. He thought it was a dream. He hoped it was a dream, but here he was again. His body felt heavy, as he tried to trudge through the grass. The grass didn’t last long, before it was slowly replaced by concrete, the wolf’s maw agape as he stared up at the familiar skyscrapers, the bustling crowds, the busy streets.
He gulped. There was no where else he could be. Slowly, he reached into his pocket, and sure enough, a piece of paper told him exactly where he would reside, in a simple, yet professional font. Lobo realized what this meant. Everyone he was with– gone. He was trapped here, once again. Giving a detested growl, Lobo’s normal smile was in the form of a scowl.
✴-❝I–I thought I was… done with this place.❞
Lobo stared blankly at the piece of paper, grimacing. He just wanted to be alone, but in order to do that, he’d have to find where he resides. It’s been a long time since he’s been here, and he’s already forgotten where to go. Sighing, he realized he’d have to bother someone in order to find his new home. Without hesitation, the wolf put a paw on someone’s shoulder from behind them.
✴-❝Hey, do you mind– helping me out here?❞