Wolf City
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Category:
Romance › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
791
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Wolf City
Ok, just a little something that popped into my head at 12:00 at night >.< It was screaming out loud in my brain so I typed it up and posted it on here for shits and grins. Not sure if I'll continue it, just kinda depends on if ppl like it. But be warned, War is still my first and foremost priority when it comes to updates. So enjoy and let me know what you think.
Kayo sighed as she walked home from work. The blue shop apron was still tied around her thin waist but she didn't care. She just wanted to get home and go to bed. Kayo wasn't sure why she had told her boss that she could work the early shift; it sucked having to be at the store at four in the morning. But it was better pay than working in the evening, she needed the extra money. It was only noon, but she felt like the day had come and gone. The streets were busy with people and cars, but it was all white noise to her. Kayo had grown up in the city, those things never bothered her.
Her parents lived across town, but she never went to see them. Her mother was usually strung out on drugs and her father was always off with some other woman. She had moved out as soon as it was legal for her to do so, but she didn't think her parents even noticed she was gone. It didn't matter to her, she had a job that almost paid for everything she needed, and she had a place to live and an occasional meal. Sometimes her co-workers would stop by and take her to lunch or something; she was always grateful for the offer and almost never turned them down. Sure it was charity but it was also food that she didn't have to pay for.
She turned the corner onto her block; the streets were a bit emptier down this way, the sidewalks a little quieter. The neighborhood was run down, shabby, and cheap. It wasn't the safest place for an eighteen year old but it was the most affordable when working for $6.50 an hour. She sighed as she neared her place, she could see the steps leading up to her building, no handrails and the rust colored door. Kayo was only three doors away from sleep when a large black dog trotted into her path.
He looked thin and dirty, his fur was matted and covered in trash debris. She stopped and stared at him a moment, as his golden eyes stared back. She remembered reading somewhere that it was bad to stare a strange dog in the eye and she quickly diverted her gaze to his feet. At this is alertness fell, his ears laid back and his tail lifted, his jaws opened slightly for his tongue to loll out.
Kayo found herself feeling a bit intimidated by his presence. He was large and the street was oddly empty. No one was around to help her out should his attitude go foul. She decided she would edge around him, or attempt to. His nose had dropped down to the sidewalk in interest and she moved against the building to go around him. She sighed as she passed, thankful that he was no longer interested in her, but as soon as she turned her back to him to continue on her way he was alert again. She heard him trot up beside her as she walked and she risked a glance over to see him walking with her.
She thought it was a little strange that he would do something like that, but then again maybe he belonged to someone and was looking for a friend. She brushed her long brown hair out of her eyes as she turned sharply up the stairs to her building. The dog followed as if he had done it a thousand times before. She sighed, clearly unable to shake the animal and let herself in. He followed her to the second floor and to her small apartment. Once inside she untied her apron and threw it onto the couch. The dog settled on the floor next to her coffee table. In the small-enclosed area she could smell his stench of a stray dog. She wrinkled her nose at him as she got a glass of water for herself.
"You need a bath."
The dog perked up his ears at the sound of her soft voice. And then he did the strangest thing she had ever seen a dog do. He stood and stretched casually before making his way down the short hall and into the bathroom. She turned the corner to see him climbing into her bathtub to sit and stare at her as if waiting for her. She stared at him in awe, maybe he wasn't something to be afraid of, from all the strange things he's done already she decided he was a well-behaved housedog that somehow got outside.
"Alright, alright."
Kayo sighed and walked down the hall, she was tired and wanted to get some sleep but this strange thing had wandered home with her and she felt obligated to take care of him if only for a short time until she could find his owners. She started the water in the tub and waited for it to get just the right temperature before using a plastic cup to wet down his fur. He stood quiet and still, his tail wagging good-naturedly as she found her shampoo and filled her palm with the cool blue liquid.
It was all she had to use, and she needed to do something about his stench. She lathered up his fur, working it deep all over his body until he looked almost white with suds. He seemed to enjoy it, his stiff muscles relaxing as he stood as still as a statue. She gently rinsed out all the soap and towel dried his fur the best she could. He didn't shake when he stepped out of the tub, only trotted into the living room and lay back down next to the coffee table. She went into the kitchen and found some old leftovers that probably weren't any good for her to eat anymore. She threw them into a bowl and brought it over to him. He started into it eagerly, clearly hungry.
"I guess I'll look for your owners tomorrow."
He turned an ear in her direction but didn't move otherwise, his muzzle buried deep into the old food. She lay down on the couch and watched him clean the bowl with his tongue. It dawned on her then how wolfish he looked; she didn't think he could be a wolf though. It was against the law to own one, or that's what she thought. Kayo decided she could be wrong but she couldn’t be sure. He looked up at her when he was finished, licking his chops and looking satisfied. He reached out and pet his head lightly before finding a comfortable position on her couch. She would sleep for now, and find where he was supposed to be tomorrow. Besides, she couldn’t afford to keep him much longer after that, he'd probably eat more than she would.
short I know but that's all that came to mind. I have a bit of a storyline worked out in my head, so if the responses are good I'll write out some more if time allows. School is starting again soon so my update schedule might change a little. I might have to put all but War on hiatus until further notice. Anyway, R&R plz, if this gets good responses I might have to find a way to write two stories during school. Toodles!
Kayo sighed as she walked home from work. The blue shop apron was still tied around her thin waist but she didn't care. She just wanted to get home and go to bed. Kayo wasn't sure why she had told her boss that she could work the early shift; it sucked having to be at the store at four in the morning. But it was better pay than working in the evening, she needed the extra money. It was only noon, but she felt like the day had come and gone. The streets were busy with people and cars, but it was all white noise to her. Kayo had grown up in the city, those things never bothered her.
Her parents lived across town, but she never went to see them. Her mother was usually strung out on drugs and her father was always off with some other woman. She had moved out as soon as it was legal for her to do so, but she didn't think her parents even noticed she was gone. It didn't matter to her, she had a job that almost paid for everything she needed, and she had a place to live and an occasional meal. Sometimes her co-workers would stop by and take her to lunch or something; she was always grateful for the offer and almost never turned them down. Sure it was charity but it was also food that she didn't have to pay for.
She turned the corner onto her block; the streets were a bit emptier down this way, the sidewalks a little quieter. The neighborhood was run down, shabby, and cheap. It wasn't the safest place for an eighteen year old but it was the most affordable when working for $6.50 an hour. She sighed as she neared her place, she could see the steps leading up to her building, no handrails and the rust colored door. Kayo was only three doors away from sleep when a large black dog trotted into her path.
He looked thin and dirty, his fur was matted and covered in trash debris. She stopped and stared at him a moment, as his golden eyes stared back. She remembered reading somewhere that it was bad to stare a strange dog in the eye and she quickly diverted her gaze to his feet. At this is alertness fell, his ears laid back and his tail lifted, his jaws opened slightly for his tongue to loll out.
Kayo found herself feeling a bit intimidated by his presence. He was large and the street was oddly empty. No one was around to help her out should his attitude go foul. She decided she would edge around him, or attempt to. His nose had dropped down to the sidewalk in interest and she moved against the building to go around him. She sighed as she passed, thankful that he was no longer interested in her, but as soon as she turned her back to him to continue on her way he was alert again. She heard him trot up beside her as she walked and she risked a glance over to see him walking with her.
She thought it was a little strange that he would do something like that, but then again maybe he belonged to someone and was looking for a friend. She brushed her long brown hair out of her eyes as she turned sharply up the stairs to her building. The dog followed as if he had done it a thousand times before. She sighed, clearly unable to shake the animal and let herself in. He followed her to the second floor and to her small apartment. Once inside she untied her apron and threw it onto the couch. The dog settled on the floor next to her coffee table. In the small-enclosed area she could smell his stench of a stray dog. She wrinkled her nose at him as she got a glass of water for herself.
"You need a bath."
The dog perked up his ears at the sound of her soft voice. And then he did the strangest thing she had ever seen a dog do. He stood and stretched casually before making his way down the short hall and into the bathroom. She turned the corner to see him climbing into her bathtub to sit and stare at her as if waiting for her. She stared at him in awe, maybe he wasn't something to be afraid of, from all the strange things he's done already she decided he was a well-behaved housedog that somehow got outside.
"Alright, alright."
Kayo sighed and walked down the hall, she was tired and wanted to get some sleep but this strange thing had wandered home with her and she felt obligated to take care of him if only for a short time until she could find his owners. She started the water in the tub and waited for it to get just the right temperature before using a plastic cup to wet down his fur. He stood quiet and still, his tail wagging good-naturedly as she found her shampoo and filled her palm with the cool blue liquid.
It was all she had to use, and she needed to do something about his stench. She lathered up his fur, working it deep all over his body until he looked almost white with suds. He seemed to enjoy it, his stiff muscles relaxing as he stood as still as a statue. She gently rinsed out all the soap and towel dried his fur the best she could. He didn't shake when he stepped out of the tub, only trotted into the living room and lay back down next to the coffee table. She went into the kitchen and found some old leftovers that probably weren't any good for her to eat anymore. She threw them into a bowl and brought it over to him. He started into it eagerly, clearly hungry.
"I guess I'll look for your owners tomorrow."
He turned an ear in her direction but didn't move otherwise, his muzzle buried deep into the old food. She lay down on the couch and watched him clean the bowl with his tongue. It dawned on her then how wolfish he looked; she didn't think he could be a wolf though. It was against the law to own one, or that's what she thought. Kayo decided she could be wrong but she couldn’t be sure. He looked up at her when he was finished, licking his chops and looking satisfied. He reached out and pet his head lightly before finding a comfortable position on her couch. She would sleep for now, and find where he was supposed to be tomorrow. Besides, she couldn’t afford to keep him much longer after that, he'd probably eat more than she would.
short I know but that's all that came to mind. I have a bit of a storyline worked out in my head, so if the responses are good I'll write out some more if time allows. School is starting again soon so my update schedule might change a little. I might have to put all but War on hiatus until further notice. Anyway, R&R plz, if this gets good responses I might have to find a way to write two stories during school. Toodles!