The normal hustle and bussle of a major city roared in his ears as Tsume sat up clutching his head. What had happened? All he could remember was a sudden blur of blue and a beating pulse. He stood up, where was he?
He stumbled forwards onto the main high street and looked around. Humans strolled past in all directions shouting and calling to each other. The interaction was perfected to human capacity but something felt unreal. Looking up and down Tsume noticed that everyone who was there had a slight colourful haze floating around them.
He slid his hands into his pockets and trying to slip into the background he slipped down the street. Nobody took a second glance at him Hmm... I could get used to this He thought. Then he saw a lady with a paper bag in her arms. The most glorious arouma was floating up out of that bag. It smelt so good Tsume knew he had to get something to eat.
He walked up to the lady and waved to her "Excuse me, where'd you get this?"
The lady carried on walking as if he wasn't there
"Hey lady!" He called louder
She kept walking untill she went right past him, he was sure he was saying something but why couldn't she hear him?
For the first time ever he felt lost and confused. Tsume never felt lost! He was tough not a some wuss! He wasn't a pup like... Toboe. Where was Toboe? He had been killed too. Had he not been close enough to paradise to end up there? Had he not been old enough? NO! All wolves were allowed into paradise.
He shook his head to clear it of painful memories of his friends. What he needed to do was to find a gang he could join. Or even better, a bunch of squabbling idiots he could command. He looked left and right. Just to his left was an ominus looking alley which would surely conceal a laboured gang, going through the hardships of hostility that he could take over.
The alley reeked of nothing. Though it didn't smell like an alley and there was nothing there to taunt his senses it was... different. Now he thought that there was no breeze, the scents he smelt were fake and the only sounds he heard were mechallicy. Like they were automated to drown out the sounds of a larger maching.
He soon saw a small exit from the alley and sure enough sitting around a falsly burning fire on cardboard boxes were a gang of hardened humans.
"Hey I am going to take over your pack! Err gang!" Tsume corrected himself
They just looked at him
"Well? What do you think about that?" He asked bewildered why hadn't they attacked him full of anger.
"They don't hear you!" A voice called bahind him