The weather was kind of chilly, and to make it worse there was a breeze. It blew back my curls and bit at my face, freezing my nose and cheeks. I kept my head down as I walked through the city, trying to shelter my face from the cold. Everything was covered except my face. Black skinny jeans covered my legs, black heel boots covered my feet, a lime green v-neck and a black leather jacket covered my top, my brown curls covered my ears and neck. But what shielded my face from the cold? Nothing.

The sound of running footsteps snapped me from my bitter thoughts of the cold. I looked up to see a teenage boy running through the crowd. I tried to move out of the way but the sidewalk was only so big. The boy ended up barreling into me, sending us both tumbling onto the hard concrete, both of us yelping. I looked up, growling and about to push the kid off of me when I realized he wasn't just human. He was wolf. A brown shaggy wolf with bracelets. My growl turned into a smile of surprise. How pleasant to see another wolf. Apparantly he felt the same way, because he smiled too.

"I'm so sorry." came a voice that then snatched the young boy off me. "Toboe you gotta be watch where you're going."

I looked over to see an older guy, his hand outstretched to help me up. I gladly took it, his hand warm against my cold one. I couldn't help but notice that he was pretty hot. He had this shaggy black hair that contrasted greatly against his pale skin. He was wearing jeans and a jacket, but I could tell he had a lean muscle build to him. But then I noticed his eyes. They were a startling bright green, just like mine. And he wasn't just a human, just like me. His fur was as white as snow. Just like mine. He seemed to be just as shocked as I was, because we both just stood there for a moment, eyes wide and jaws dropped.

"Well, sorry about that miss. But we gotta go." And with that Toboe gave a tug on the other man's jacket.

His words seemed to snap us of our shock. "Right, well, I'm Kiba." the man said. His voice was deep and velvety. It send shivers down my spine.

I smiled, offering my hand for him to shake. "I'm Emerald. It's..it's nice to meet you two."

He looked down at my hand and smirked, as if my gesture amused him. "I have a better idea, why don't you come back to my place for some coffee. Isn't that what the humans do?" He looked down at my hand again. "You seem to have become quite comfortable with their ways.

I suddenly felt embarrassed, a red color tainted my cheeks. "Yea, well, that's what happens when you get adopted by humans." Did I really just admit that to this stranger?

He didn't seem to mind, but Toboe's eyes lit up. "You were raised with humans too?"

I looked down at the kid. "Looks like we have something in common already."

Kiba started walking, and both of us followed. "So, where were you heading before knuckle head bumped into you?" he asked, playfully nudging Toboe's shoulder.

I smirked. "No where important, just home."

"Won't your parents be looking for you?" Toboe asked.

I looked away from him, as if the sidewalk suddenly interested me. "No. I moved out already."

"Well how old are you? You don't look old enough to be out on your own yet."

"I'm nineteen. And for the record kid, age doesn't define when a person can go out on their own. "

"Well than what does?"

I sighed, looking at Toboe again. "Do you always ask this many questions?"

"Yes." Kiba replied with a roll of his eyes.

I smirked, then finally answered his question. "It's different for everyone, but you'll know when you're ready."

"Hey, before you and Kiba start talking, have you seen another wolf? He's grey, with a scar on his chest. He's really tall when he's disguised as a human, he has grey hair, wears black leather and black sunglasses. He rides a motorcycle, likes to run gangs."

I smirked. "Trust me, kid. I would definitely remember if I seen a guy like that."

Toboe just wrinkled his nose at me. "Sorry about that." Kiba said. "He thinks we have a pack and everything and he keeps insisting that we go find the rest of them."

I looked over at him, my gaze questioning. "And you don't remember any of them?"

He shook his head. "No..."

"But there's something, isn't there. Something just out of reach that you know is there but you can't remember? Like you're missing something."

His eyes met mine, the same expression reflecting in them. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Toboe stop walking to watch us, his eyes shining with hope. "You don't think...it's..."

Kiba's eyes lit up, they got this foreign look of desire, loss, and duty. "Paradise." The word sent shivers through all of us, we could feel it. "I think it is."

"I think we need to go find the pack." Toboe chimed in.

"And Cheza." Kiba's voice was thick with devotion. Cheza obviously was special to him.

"Wait, why do you thinbk it's paradise?" I just had to ask. Why were they so convinced it was paradise? It could just be memory loss.

But the look in Kiba's eyes told he wasn't lying, and neither was Toboe. "Because we went there. We went to find it."