How long had it been? A long time or at least to Toboe. Lonely, and having to fend for himself but wasn't that how it was before he met the others? Being bullied by crows and cats alike. The young wolf sat in an old, abandoned alley way with his knees pulled to his chest. If there was anything to describe this situation then it was --
' this sucks. ' It was far worse than
before. Having been surrounded by those he cared for only to d i e without any of them by his side. However, he was grateful he hadn't been alone in his dying moments, but he couldn't remember that old man's face anymore. But suddenly, his nose twitched.
His smell wasn't as advanced as Hige's but he would know this scent anywhere. Tsume's. It was Tsume's scent! Toboe pushed himself to his feet and bolted from the alley way, looking left and right. Following his nose, the leather clad wolf soon was in his line of vision.
' Tsume! Tsume! -- TSUME! ' Toboe plastered himself to the
gray wolf's back, wrapping his arms around his slim yet muscled figure. Toboe was almost surprised that they hadn't went face first into the ground -- but Tsume would never let something like that happen. Annnd, cue puppy tears and snot.