#tired wolf

[wolf-n-bones]

I drew patterns from scratch for the first time in years... I have so many designs I still want to make ;w;

(The pattern is not totally accurate because I am lazy with my patterns and I still blame school for this. Tracing patterns 3-5 times to make them 'pretty' only works if you draw them for someone else >:V)

[elizariaa]

[xinstant-deathx]

[nb-spacewolf]

I am exhausted, so I am going to bed early. Night all.

[tehwolfgirl]

Winter is okay but I miss the sounds of crickets and frogs outside of my open window at night. Or the sound of rain, the ambient woods sound, and the barks of foxes and coy dogs back in the woods. I used to set a pillow on the window sill and rest my head on it while staring out at night, just listening to things. And when there was a full moon I'd keep the curtains open and sit in the square of moon light on my bed, staring out at it from the open window. When I say I'm nocturnal it's not just because I stay up late online, it's because night time feels so much calmer to me and is the time when I feel most comfortable and relaxed.

[tylermckenziee]

Tired Wolf || CLOSED

Tyler yawned. He then took another drag of his smoke and let it out slowly, coughing afterwards. This day was not one of his bests. He was late for school and he had no money for lunch - so he was a starving pup when he got home. He had no pens what so ever so he couldn't take down notes and when he got home his parents dodged him again. They had begun to these days more often. He wanted to know why but figured it was best not to know. It might break him after all.

Flicking the cigarette that was nearly finished to the gravel, he stepped on it and moved his heel side to side to make sure it was out. Putting his hands in his black denim tight jeans he continued walking along the lake. He was thinking about the upcoming Full Moon. What he would do. Should he head out with the pack or did they even do that? Or should he go by himself? Those were some of the questions that he still needed answers for.

Tyler shook his head slightly and sniffed. His yawning was bringing tears to his eyes and that just wasn't a fit for a teenage boy. He was really tired actually. Tired in every way. Tired of his parents almost despising what he was, tired of school - he just wanted it to be done with, tired of the screeching and yelling and clanking and the many many sounds his ears picked up wherever he went - tenfold at that, and most of all, he was tired of being on his own all the time. He had no friends. Sighing he decided to head back home.

He was even too tired to do a whittle tonight. Tyler was just one tired wolf.