A New Life: Part 1
A teenaged wolf walked down the street. He had silver fur, black highlights running throughout his body he had two white scar-like markings going across his left eye. He stared down at the sidewalk as he walked past others with their umbrellas. Having no umbrella the rain was pouring onto him soaking the clothes he wore. His favourite clothes now drenched. This day was turning out to be the worst in his entire life. He was crying. Luckily the rain hid the fact well, for he definitely did not want to show how vulnerable he was. He just had a fight with his girlfriend who broke up with him afterwards. His father kicked him out of his home. Nothing was going right for that wolf. He had nowhere to go, no one to turn to. He turned into an alleyway, which mostly shielded him from the rain. He sat down back against the wall of an apartment building. A few vagabonds walked by him looking down at the wolf. The wolf looked up at them. It was pretty common in this area; being one of the many slums of the city lots of homeless furs walked the streets. Today, however, is one of the days you wish you had a home to go to.
Minutes felt like hours to this poor wolf. Lost in this sad life that was given to him. He tried his best to think of a happier place. All that did though was make him feel worse. He had twenty dollars in his pocket, which was all he had to his name. The wolf stayed sitting in the alley crying. He heard paw steps of furs passing by. He did not bother to look up at anyone until he noticed someone had stopped in front of him. The wolf looked up to see a red fox with brightly coloured pink and purple hair wearing a pair of jeans and a large raincoat. The fox was shielding the wolf with his umbrella. The fox held out his paw for the wolf. "Looks like you had a rough day my friend. My names Marco, what's yours?" The wolf looked at the fox like he was crazy. Who would be kind to someone sitting in an alleyway soaked to the point where they smell like wet dog. He took his paw and helped himself stand up. "My names Eren. Good to meet you. I guess." The wolf spoke voice void of emotion. Marco grabbed Eren's paw and began to walk leading the wolf to who knows where.
They walked together in complete silence for about five minutes until arriving at a cafe. The fox led the wolf to a table and sat down. He stared at the wolf for a few minutes before speaking. "So why is a good-looking wolf like you out on the streets?" Marco inquired. The wolf gave a blank stare to the vibrant haired fox. "I don't really think you need to know. Why do you even care after all?" Eren looked outside the large windows in the cafe. He stared out into the rainy streets dazing in and out of reality. Before Eren knew it, there was a cup of coffee before him, with the cream and sugar on the side. Marco sipped at his coffee waiting for the Eren to talk. He waited quietly for the wolf to tell him everything. Eren let out a sigh and looked Marco in the eyes. "It's a long story if you really want to hear it." Eren said. The fox's tail began to wag as he happily started to talk "Yes I would really like to hear it. I have lots of time on my hands. However let's finish the coffee and we will change venues first. Does that sound okay to you?" Eren nodded to Marco about his idea. "I hope somewhere a little more private though. There are something's I would not like others to hear." Marco nodded in agreement. The two sat there for a few more minutes waiting just drinking their coffee in silence.
