Lone Wolf

It was a hot, humid day. Probably mid-summer. Street action was all an uproar, everyone seemed in a rush, hurrying this way and that. But one stood out from the crowd. A loner he was. No one knew this boy by any name. In fact, barely anyone noticed him period. Though, in actuality his name was Kiba. Just, Kiba. He may have looked normal, but he was far from it. He's blue eyes darted every-which-way to catch sight of humans. Once he got into a vacant lot he shifted into his wolf form. He nosed around for whatever scrap of food could be found. Then, he caught wind of something. He threw up his head. But, what he found was not what he had suspected. Another wolf. It was another male, grey and muscular. An 'X' shaped scar on his chest. Kiba snorted and turned his back to him. He then caught the slight scent of smoke. He looked out of the corner of his vision just in time to see the wolf, in human form, light a fag. The other male in held the intoxicated air in deeply and then exhaled. What was he doing, hanging out with those filthy humans? Kiba shrugged. 'Oh well, his funeral,' he thought.

"That's Tsume," came a female voice. He looked to see a girl, whom looked to be about 16, appear suddenly.

"And you are?" Kiba snapped.

"Why, what manners this city wolf has. Asking for my name without giving his own first. Hey, Hige! Look at this bloke, he doesn't know how to threat a lady of my stature!"

"You're stature?" came a male voice. "Silver, 1) You're no lady, and C) What stature? You're stature is about as high as those women out on the street corner." Then, the male appeared. He was fat, to say the least, with curly brown hair.

"Yeah, that you visit every night. So they MUST be of some importance," she retorted.

Hige ignored her.

Kiba turned tail and began to leave, but Hige appeared in front of him, cutting him off. "Not so fast..."

"...Kiba," he finally said, growing annoyed.

"Ahhh, yes I knew that!" Hige said.

"Move, dumb ass!" Silver said, kicking him in the ass, moving him out of her way to talk to Kiba. "You don't know jackshit!"

"Grrrr, shut up! I know more than you'll ever know!"

"Oh really!?"

"Yeah!"

"Then where is my foot about to go if you keep on yapping!?? Ehh!??"

"... So, Kiba... Kiba?"

Kiba left. Finding the bickering between the two a perfect escape.

"That ass! I was talking to him! Doesn't know how to threat a lady of my-"

"Yeah, yeah. We get it! Of your 'stature'!"

"OK! THAT'S IT! Hige's ass, meet my foot!"

Hige squealed as she chased him up the building and off into the distance.

Kiba, now long gone from the two bakas, was loitering in a random alley way.

"Well, well," came a voice.

"Look, fat ass- Oh... you're... Tsume?" Kiba said, a tad startled. "I thought you'd be those two..."

"Those..? Oh, you mean Hige and Silver. Yeah, they're annoying as fuck if you ask me. Fag?" Tsume asked.

Kiba looked to him, eyes wide. "Uh.. whaa? N-no..."

"No, stupid. A fag. Do you want one?" He offered again, holding a cigarette out towards him.

"Oh... no. I don't smoke," Kiba said.

"Pansy."

Kiba clenched his fist at the remark but said nothing. Then decided a change of subject would be nice.

"Have you ever heard of... Paradise?"