Kira walked past the alley, Sven and Rallen were. She had her head down. She let her tail drop. Her body ached from the fight. She glanced at where the two males talked. She sighed and layed down under a shop..She curled up and layed on the moist ground. Her fur stuck to her skin like plaster. She closed her yes, tears stung her eyes.

Kira looked up to Storm. She sighed and went into her human form, which hated some. She walked over to Storm and ripped off two pieces of her shirt. She wrapped it against her leg to keep the blood from flowing. She then wrapped the other longer piece around her other wound. She sighed and picked her up. She was strong for a female. She didn't care that Storm attacked them, they were the same.
She carried her to the hotel, not caring if she didn't want to be helped.

Storm couldn't help but growl at the slight feeling of being touched and being...picked up? Why, why would someone pick her up? A wolf of all things? She was hurt and bleeding, and any human could see her in that form in that condition, any dog and wolf in that matter. The scent of Kira came back to her nostrils, and her fangs bared as also teh scent of Quent came into her nose.
"Don't you dare take me...to that...d**n human of yours..." She muttered as her wolven head hung loosly from Kira's arms.
"I'm not. He'd kill you on sight. I'm just going to lay in the lobby and mend to your wounds." she said and stopped at the doors. "Turn human." she whispered in Storm's ear. "Humans are fearful of wolves." she whispered.
Storm opened one eye and glared up at Kira's human face. 'She gotta be kiddin'!? Has she lost her pride as a wolf!? Wait...I have done it also...fine...' She swiftly clicked on her human looks and was standing beside Kaira, her right arm around her neck and leaning on Kira's side. "Fine, but I have one question...why do you help that human? All he wants to do is kill off us wolves, nothing else. Can't he tell you're one also?"

"Get the first Aid!" she said to the manager who quickly ran off. She sat her down on the couch.
She sighed. "Quent thinks his family was kill be wolves and so..he wants get rid of the rest of the wolves. He thinks we work for Death. I help him because, I've been with his family since his son took me in as a pup. And, Quent thinks I'm a big dog." she said with a chuckle and the man dropped the kit and walked off.

Kira unwrapped the bloody cloths. She put some prooxide on each wound and then some neosporin and put a cotton pad on the wound and wrapped it with the wound tape. "There." she said as she cut the tape with her claw. "You'll be fine." she said with a grin.

John walked away in his human form down the streets feeling rain starting to fall lightly onto the sidewalkes and streets He looked up at the black sky. He had a feeling as though his death was coming closer to him he couldn't do anything about it... But wait for it to come.
 
Kira stared at Storm. "So. Why don't you care if you die?" she asked Storm. Her blue eyes glowed in the dim light. She let out a sigh and looked up as she saw Quent walking..or moving gingerly around the room. She clenched her teeth as he walked over to her and Storm. She gulped soundlessly.
"Have you two seen my dog?" it was kind of like a pun the way he said it, because he supposed to be blind. He glanced to the side when he saw the manger wasn't there he took off the glasses and stared at them. "Uh..no, sir. I just..uh, got here to this Inn." It wasn't a complete lie.
 
Rallan nodded slowly and sighed softly, eyes still locked onto the gray sky above them. Although it may have seemed strange, he actually enjoyed the rain quite a bit. The soft sounds of it falling were somewhat nostalgic to him, a feeling that made him feel like his spirit had left his body and just drifted through the memories. He snapped out of his trance-like state and glanced down at the other wolf. "So, what's your name?" he asked coolly, looking back up to the sky once again.

Spittle layed on the hard crates, his tail flicking every moment. He turned and saw an alley cat, thin legs, most of the hair matted. He growled, and the alley cat quickly scrampled into a hole in the wall.
Spittle got up and shook his black and brown fur, he walked out of the alley, and saw nothing. Just the dull grey sky up above. HIs tail flicked. He ran to the Inn, and was in his human form now.
Slowly pushing the door open, he walked in. His sweat pants all covered in brown from dirt. His Black converse slightly wet from running through the puddles.
 
Sven awakened from his daze and looked over to Rallan. "I'm Sven..." He replied. Sven kept his voice without emotion, as he usually did. Ity wasn't strange for him to never be happy. Unless you didn't know him. But Sven knew that Rallan would sooner or later wonder why. Sven just turned over on his side and turned to his wolf form. He closed his eyes slowly.
As the peroxide was poured on her wounds, Storm clenched her teeth as it stung. But the neosporine soothed the pain before the tape was wrapped around her shoulder and right leg. "Thanks..." She whispered before sitting normally, crossing her legs like a real lady does. "I just don't fear death, I mean it's a natural part of life, but life doesn't count much if you're dead. Even if you die at an early age or just die because you're old."
As she caught the scent of the old man, she froze, only looking at him in a side view. As Kira told him about just comming here, Storm stayed quiet. 'Even if he can't see my true form now, I still don't trust him...' She moved a bit uncomfortably and turned away from Quent, not to look at him.

Spittle looked at Quent, he quickly looked away. A wave of nervousness came over him. His neck started to sweat and he looked at a seat.He sat down and put his head in his hands. His coverse damp, and uncomfortable.

Kira watched as Quent walked back into the room. "Well. Just keep out of his way, and you won't end up dead." Kira said. She looked outside. The rain had stopped and the sky was clear. The moon shown brightly, it luminated the whole town. The town was deserted, everyone was inside their homes asleep.

Kira looked up at Spittle and narrowed her eyes a bit. She looked around.
 
John looked up at the sky in wolf form.
He couldn't help himself staring at a full moon. He howled out loud it was a deep long howl he had. When John finally stopped he was still looking at the moon.
 
Spittle looked at Kira, his eyes calm, but hard. He looked outside, then back at the pictures on the wall. He examined them, then he got up out of the seat, and pushed the door open. He came out into the night, he looked up, and stared at the moon.
Spittle began to run, he changed into wolf foum, he stopped at the sidewalk, lights in the appartments, and houses, were turned off. But one bright light was brightning up the area, the Bar across the street. People in the bar drinking, and chattering non stop.
Spittle quickly changed into human form, and then walked across the street, he opened the door. and was greeted by screaming and hollering. He walked across the floor and sat down, he felt uncomfterable being around all these people.

Kira sighed and hung her head. "You better go. Those wounds will heal better in the full moon light." Kira explained and stood up. Her body ached for the change. She nodded to Storm, saying that she could leave. She walked out into the cold night. She went into the wolf form her body had ached for and she walked around the city. The look
Spittle had given her, made her feel...like she was alone,...an outcast. She sighed and looked up seeing Spittle walk into a building. She bit her lip and walked over to it. She sat by the door and stared into it.

He doesn't like humans and yet he is hanging around them. It didn't make much sense to her.

Spittle started to sweat, he looked at the humans. He felt terribley uncomfortable, he walked outisde of the bar, and walked into the night. HIs pants making sounds as he took long strides away from the human building. "That was close.." He said to himself, he sat down on the sidewalk. Spittle felt alone, and noone cared for him.

Kira followed him. She sat beside him in her wolf form. She stared into the distance as she sat beside silently. She shifted her eyes and then looked to the ground. She looked up at the bright full moon. She smiled and turned and ripped off the cloth from her tail. The fur had regrown and so had the flesh that Storm had ripped from her tail. She moved it freely and let out a sigh.

Spittle sighed, he felt the presance of another wolf. He sighed and looked up at the moon, then down at the curb. He sighed, then looked at Kira, his tail lay on the road, in a puddle. With Kira with him, he didn't feel so lonely.
"I'm Kira." she said and stroked the ground with her paw. She hoped he didn't hate her for working with Quent. She lowered her ears and sighed heavily.
"Im Spittle.." he said lowly, he looked at Kira, his ears twitched. " I know what it feels like..what your feeling now.."he said and lowered his head. Still looking at Kira he sighed, he quickly looked away.

"How can you understand?" she asked lowly and looked at him with stern eyes.
"Its hard to explain.."Spittle said and his tail flicked, he heard the sound of people hollering, he looked up and the people from the bar stepped out to have a chat. Spittle lowered his head and was about to growl.

Kira turned her head and stared at the people who came out of the bar. She narrowed her eyes.

John was walking down the street in his wolf form looking at the ground. He looked up and saw Spittle and Kira ahead, he said nothing as he approached them but headed past them without a word.

Kira stared at John as he walked past them. She raised her hackles underneath her steel collar. She growled lowly, but looked back to the humans who were still yelling at one another.. She thought about Quent at that point. What would he do if he figured out she was one of the wolves? She sighed and shivered at the thought and looked down at the puddle.
 
Spittle sighed, he now thought about humans. And what they would think about him, frankly, he didn't care all that much. Spittle looked at Kira, then his eyes were locked on the wolf passing by, his eyes narrowed and his the ridges on his tial bristled slowly.

Get away you beast!" someone yelled and a bullet fell on the ground right next to Spittle's paw. Kira looked and saw Quent. She looked at Spittle, "leave." she said and ran to Quent barking. Quent put the leash on her collar and patted her head. "Good girl." he whispered. Kira looked back at Spittle, her blue eyes glowing brightly.
Spittle got up, his hackles rising. He hesitated at first, but then he sprinted off into the streets. His fur blowing back in the wind, he stopped and looked back, he was quite a ways away, although he could still see the two clearly. Spittle let out a high pitched howl, then turned back and ran quickly into an alley.
Quent uncocked his rifle and picked up Kira's leash. "Let's go for a walk." he said and Kira looked back at the howl. She sighed and walked with Quent down the street. Her gaint was steady as she walked.

Spittle sighed, he had a strong feeling for Kira. He then took a step out of the alley, he saw it was clear. Spittle took a couple more steps, then set off in the direction Kira and Quent went, though he kept in the shadows on the alleys and buildings.

Kira's head was low as she and Quent walked through the city. Quent stopped another bar and he tied her to a fire hydrant. He patted her head and he walked inside. It was around midnight and the moon was high in the sky. She sighed and fell to the ground and rested her head on her tail as she watched the shadows. The people of the city began to leave into their homes.

Spittle saw Kira, she was finally alone. No Quent, or anyone. He trotted up to her, and sat down next to her. His tail flicking as he watched the people leave. His ears perked when he heard a smash, a couple of teenagers broke a bottle. He made a disgusted look, then turned to
Kira.
Kira looked up and stared at Spittle for a bit. She glanced at the bar door, then back to Spittle. She sighed and licked her black fluffy tail. She yawned widely and looked to the teenagers and barked lowly at them, it was too low for Quent to hear in the bar, but loud enough for teenagers to hear.
Spittle watched Kira bark at the teenagers, Spittle barked, loudly but low enough for noone else to hear. A low growl seeped between his lips, and his muzzle curled. The teenagers at first, looked at eachother. Then they just walked off, taking long strides. Spittle snorted, and shook his head."dumb, teenagers..never show respect.." Spittle said and layed his head down.

Kira chuckled at that. She looked at her leash and bit at it. "How..about..we show those teenagers some respect. Just...scare 'em up a little. Chase them down some allies?" she said as she bit through the leash. She stared at Spittle with a mischevious smile.

Spittle smiled. His tail started to wag a tiny bit. The teenagers still in sight, spittle nodded and his tail wagged softly. "Good idea, maybe they'll think twice before going out in the streets, and smashing bottles. After were done with them" Spittle said and got up.
Kira laughed and bolted toward the teenagers. She would of been cautious around the teens, but she doubted they carried guns around with them. She kept running toward them barking at them, mouth open and teeth shown, just for the affect.
SPittle dashed after one of the teenagers, he snapped at their heels. He stopped and watched the teenagers run, except for one of them, The teenager was big, and bulky. Spittle raised an eyebrow, and the teenager took out a blade.
Kira's eyes glowed with hate as she saw the teenager bring out the knife. She barked louder this time and zig zagged to the teen. She then leaped into the air, above the teenager and fell upon him, pinning him down by the chest, not by the shoulders.

The teenager struggled, he stabbed Kira with the knife, in the back. Spittle growled and jumped at the teenagers legs, he was kicked in the jaw, and chest. Spittle got the wind knocked out of him. He grolwed and stuggled to get up, the teenager feeling like he had the power. Spittle sprang at the teenager, his claws unseathed from his paws. His teeth bared at the male. The teenager got up and stabbed Spittle in the leg.
Kira let out yelp as she got stabbed in the back. She whimpered and looked up at the teenager. She growled and leaped onto him, knocking him over. She ripped into his shoulder and arm. She growled loudly. Suddenly there was commotion behind them, where houses rested around them. It dawned on Kira that they had made a scene and people would soon be coming out to what the commotion was all about.
Spittle looked around, he grabbed the teenager and ripped his black tight shirt. He quickly ran to the sidelines."Kira..come on.." Spittle said and got low to the ground. His black pelt blending in with the darkness.
Kira let go the teenagers arm and walked slowly toward Spittle. Just in time as a light flashed on the teenager. People ran to aid the teenager.
Kira nudged Spittle deeper into the shadows and thats where they walked. The pain in her back stung, her fur was stained with dark blood. She growled and kept walking.

A man helped the teenager up. "What happen?" he asked.
"Wolves.." The teenager siad and his eyes were wide, a moment later he fainted in the mans arms. He shaking in shock.


Spittle turned and looked at the humans, he quickly followed Kira, his legs and chest bleeding. It hurt badly to walk.

"Wolves, but that's impossible. No one has seen wolves for 200 years." said the man and they helped him up. two other men put his arm aorund their necks. Soon an ambulence came and picked up the teen to rush him to the hospital. The words "Wolves" echoed around the crowd.

Kira stopped by a park and layed down in the shadows. It was all her fault what had just happened. If she hadn't suggested they run after the teen's it wouldn't have happened. She sighed and layed her head on the ground.
Spittle watched the crowd of humans, he shook his head and kept walking. "liars.."Spittle said and took a short rest beofre starting to walk again. HIs tail bristling as he saw some other people walk out of the bar.

"Oh no, Quent!" she barked and ran off. "Bye, Spittle!" she called over her back before stopped at the bar. She looked for Quent, but couldn't find him. The bar was closed. She whined and looked around. Her ears twitched at a whistle and Kira turned around. Quent was standing a few feet away from her. He had his hands at his hips and a angry sneer on his face.

Kira lowered her ears and slowly walked over to Quent. He followed her with his eyes till she sat in front of him. He narrowed his eyes. He went to grab her leash, btu saw it was bitten through. He glared at Kira. "Go home!" he yelled at her and he followed her as she headed slowly to Inn. This time, he made Kira wait outside and he clipped a harder leash on her and tied to the tree outside. "Sorry, girl, but you have to learn not to run out." he said and left her.
Kira whimpered and layed down on the ground. It was a warm night, but she felt cold inside...
"Bye Kira!" Spittle called as he watched her run off. He heard Quent babbling, spittle rolled his eyes. He was glad he wasn't owned by a human, slowly, very slowly spittle made his way through the trees. He kept his distance, he didnt want Kira to get in trouble. He saw the Inn, then saw a wolf lying outside, his ears pinned back and he sat down.
Kira sighed. She looked up at the window of Quent's room. She saw his face in it. He was staring out into the city. He then looked at her. He did nothing, be removed his face from the window. A minute later the light in the window was shut off and all was quiet. She sighed and layed her head back down on the ground. She closed her eyes and twitched her ears, hearing a radio.

CrackleThere has a been an attack on a 18 year old tonight.CrackleThe teenager claims he was attacked by two "wolves".CrackleWhether or not this is true, all must be inside their homes by 10:30 pm. Also, all dogs and cats must be inside homes.CrackleIf a wolf is seen on the streets and is threatening a person. It is enabled to be shot.Crackle The radio was silent after that. Kira sighed. It all began...
Spittle ears perked and he pushed himself forward to hear the radio, he saw Quent beofre that, but didn't really care. Spittle's ears perked and he pushed himself forward to hear the radio, he saw Quent beofre that, but didn't really care.Spittles eyes widened, and he sighed. He felt guilty, but a gurgling nervousness pierced his side. He layed down, his ears pinned back. He shook his head and closed his eyes.
Storm nodded back to Kira after she left, and the white wolf got up and walked after her. Not following though, she limped her own way. The blood slowly seeping through the cloth, but it was healing well already. 'That'll be a scar...' She mumbled to herself as her left hind leg limped onward passed many buildings and allies. All empty and quiet. Just as she wanted it.
A while later she caught the scent of the other wolves, all male obviously, and Kira's. But she went home a few minutes ago with that guy. Storm growled lowly at herself, feeling teh sheer pain in her shoulder and hind leg. The white wolf then darted off to find a good spot to bask in the moonlight, but the cover of the city prohibited much. She climbed many boxes and carts, jumped high in the air until she reached the roof of a high building. There, that's it, the best spot to be. Storm sat down, looking out at the dark city and howled a low, relaxing tune. It ended quickly, knowing that she probably gave away the fact that wolves were here. She didn't care, she could always kill and escape.
With a low growl at what had happened today, she laid down and let  the moon heal her wounds.
Kira opened her eyes and looked around. It was dawn. She moaned and stood up. She went walking, but the tight collar on her neck reminded her that she was tied to a tree. She growled and looked to Quent's window. The light was dim, so he must've been asleep. She sighed and sat down. She scanned her body and looked around. Her stomach growled with hunger. She sniffed air for any of her friends. She shrugged and gave herself a bath.
 
John had awoken early in the morning and was walking down the street. John saw Kira up ahead and walked towards her in a small trot.
The night felt as if it flew on by. The white she-wolf opened her eyes to see herself laying on her back and facing teh dim sunlight. 'D**n, that was a quick night...' Storm mumbled in her thoughts as she rolled over and stood on all fours.
New scents flowed in the wind and sent messages to her nose. 'Kira's out...' She whispered to herself as she jumped down into a nearby alley and started to walk along amungst the humans. Even disguised a human herself, Storm still was uncomfortable, eyeing everyone she passed, and growling so low that even the people who stood beside her didn't hear it.

The sun was out now, and by the time it got into the highest spot in the sky, Storm came across the black wolf, Kira tied up to a tree. She stood in the open, staring at her. Had she forgotten who Kira was? Her ears started to move backwards and her pupils bagan to drown in the bright sky blue orbs that alowed her to see Kira in front of her.

Kira sniffed the air and snapped her head toward John. She watched walk toward. What does he want? she asked herself and watched John walk to her. She looked for Quent, but he was still in the Inn. She snorted and stood up, the leash tight against her collar, making it pull against her throat. She gagged lowly and still watched him.
 
John watched Kira he turned into his wolf form "No need to hate me." He said calmly "I don't like to hurt other with no need." John barked still in his wolf form. John got a bad feeling. "Your...um..owner won't shoot me if he sees right?" he looked at her questioningly.
 

Spittle got up, he padded his way through the clearing, he walked towards Kira, he looked at John, his eyes narrowing. He looked back at Kira, he smiled slightly, and he cocked his head at the collar. He turned to John, his tail raising.
Fear ran up her spine as she stared at Storm. She narrowed her eyes and watched her. She looked at John's bark and flatted her ears. She didn't how long it'll be till Quent will wake or if he'll shoot. She looked back at John. "I'm..not sure." she said and looked down at her paws and looked back at Storm and John.
Storm's eyes narrowed, as if trying to figure out who everyone was. But her mind was blank. Her lips began to curl back to reveal knife sharp teeth adn fangs, along with a low growl. 'Who are those guys? Wait...they seem so familiar...but who are they?'
She padded up a bit closer, still her ears back against her skull and her neck fur began to bristle. She snarled, "What are you looking at!?" Her eyes still narrowed, and she stood in a fighting or fleeing stance a few feet away from the small group.
 
John looked at the others "If you think I'll give in and walk away with my tail betwwen my legs, you're wrong." John said and looked at Spittle. I would never give in to someone the likes of you." He growled angerily through he jaws clenched roughly together and also raised his tail and bared his teeth at Spittle.
 
Kira didn't want to growl at friend, but she began to growl at Storm. Why doesn't she remember us? she asked herself and stared at them all. Her throat closed up and didn't allow her to bark even if she wanted to. She stared back at Quent's window, it was still dark.

John watched Kira and was ready to walk away and leave the others to fight as they wished. Instead he stayed by next to Kira and looked at Storm and then looked at Spittle he put down his tail and stopped baring his teeth "Lets just get along, I'm John by the way." He said hoping it'd work out.