The hot sun blared through the windowless holes in the walls, glaring down on the young 12 year old. It had been weeks since her father left, and things were more treacherous than she had expected. The city life was always bustling, loud and annoying outside. She really did hate this place. It was worse than any place she had ever been. Granted it was the only place other than the temple she had been to…
Sitting up on her sheet-less mattress, the young wolf rubbed her eyes before yawning out loud. Standing up, she walked across the floor before grabbing her better clothes and throwing them on, dressing up in the attire she had grown used to wearing before stepping out into the small 2 bedroom apartment.
Her uncle was already gone by now, off to work no doubt. After looking around for something to eat, she found he didn't have much, other than a take-out menu next to the phone. Letting out a sigh, she didn't feel like eating the greasy food she had been for the past weeks. Maybe she would get used to it someday, but what she really wanted was a good slice of bread and cheese. Oh how she missed the luxurious taste of the food she had used to have! Maybe she shouldn't be complaining, since this take-out was food obviously, but still. Her auntie's bread baking skills were unsurpassed.
An empty feeling filled her gut at the thought of her family…her friend. Everyone she had known was gone…
Closing her eyes, tears came down the sides of her face silently. For a while, the young wolf let the pain eat at her, slowly it consumed her more and more, however the pain was able to be released through the crying, what was left however, was a person who grew colder…and colder.
Wiping the tears away, she turned around before her expression grew hard with malice. She would kill him and bring her cousin back. That tiger…that demon would pay for everything he had done to her. Slowly, the sick feeling went away, only to be replaced with a cold feeling.
"Feral!" A voice shouted. Looking out of the corner of her eye, she rushed to the bathroom, before the person walked in.
"I need your hel-huh? Wasn't she just here?" Her uncle scanned the living room and kitchen combo before hearing the showerhead running.
"..Don't take too long, I need to take a shower too!" He shouted. Feral answered with a loud noise that sounded something like a yes.
Letting out a sigh, the white wolf placed his jacket off on the couch before sitting at the kitchen table. Lazily and tiredly he rang up the familiar number and ordered some take out. Obviously he had come home for lunch, which usually lasted for an hour.
Letting out a sigh, he looked up at the clock on the wall before his eyes averted to passing up the picture of his sister and feral. Rubbing his eyes, the wolf went back to his own room where he sat criss-crossed and began to meditate.
After a few minutes, the grey wolf stepped out of the shower before shaking off the water droplets, fluffing up her fur in a rather poofy fashion. Grunting a bit she went out of the bathroom fully dressed, only to hear the doorbell ring.
"Hello? Take out! Hey Uncle D! I'm comin' in!" A voice shouted. Just as he entered, Feral had been ready to open the door. Just before she was able to open it, the door swung open, slamming into her face.
Feral snarled, obviously disliking that this stranger had just come barging in. Within instinct, everything her uncle had taught her about mannerisms was put on hold before she grabbed his neck, while swinging her leg beneath the back of his legs and dropping him to the floor. Stunned, he wasn't able to react quick enough before Feral rushed her foot onto his chest, pinning him to the ground.
"U-Uwaahh! Help! There's a killer on the loose! Someone help me!" He cried out loudly as he struggled beneath her foot. Her eyes were narrowed dangerously on him, taking on a glow of their own as they became shadowed by her bangs.
"Feral! Let him up now." Her Uncle ordered. Within seconds Feral released the boy before stepping back.
"Sh-She tried to kill me!" He shouted as he scrambled backwards to get aid from the wall behind him as he stood up.
"Well you came barging into my house." Feral replied coldly.
"This isn't your house!" The other retorted.
"QUIET!" Uncle Donnie shouted. Both of the canine's immediately went quiet, their ears falling back in response.
"Now…Feral this is Chen, Chen this is Feral. Chen is my pupil. It's good to see you back son." Within a sentence, Uncle Donnie had easily cleared everything up. The two however, showed to still have tension brewing between them.
"Now then…come, we shall have some tea and you two can clean my house for intolerable attitudes afterwards." He grumbled beneath his breath as he made his way off towards the kitchen to put on a pot of tea. Feral looked at Chen, her eyes narrowed on him as well as his on hers. She finally took notice of his appearance. This canine's fur was black with a blue tint to it, while his eyes were a deep blue. He looked to be pretty rough around the edges, wearing a rather ragged looking shirt and pants too thin to be of really any comfort towards any type of cold weather…but then it wasn't really cold out, but still. His face was scrunched into an angry looking glare, while Feral looked calm.
The two looked away for a bit before Feral let out a slight sigh.
"Uhm…I'm…sorry for…tackling you…" Feral said quietly as she tapped her finger tips together. "I'm not…used to…this place yet." she replied quietly.
Chen looked at her for a moment. Looking down at his own hands, his expression changed drastically from being angry to being surprised.
"Where are you from?" Chen asked curiously as he looked at her. For a moment Feral didn't reply. Without much of a thought she shrugged.
"You know…here and there…I don't really have a home anymore." Feral replied, obviously not wanting to tell the truth of how it was burned down. She wasn't sure how much this boy knew, though she was determined to keep quiet about it.
"Oh I see…that's cool." Chen replied, unsure of how to feel about that.
"Where are you from?" Feral asked, however just as she did Uncle D had come in to join them.
For the rest of the evening, the three had conversed about almost everything they could think of. It went on for a few hours, until the night began to show.
At that, Uncle Donnie waved them off and left for his night job. This once again left the two alone.
"…So…Feral…have you ever been to…an underground fight before?" Chen asked as he put the dishes away. The grey wolf looked at him confusedly. "A…what?"
"Oh man! You really haven't lived until you've seen one!" Chen grinned, at the same time he dropped one of the cups. With a quick reaction, Feral leapt forward, sliding on her stomach, catching the cup just before it hit the ground.
"Whoa nice reaction time" Chen smiled, letting out a sigh of relief. Feral grunted, letting out a sigh of her own.
"You know Uncle Donnie woulda killed you…" Feral muttered. Chen smiled. "Guess that's why he never liked me handling his tea ware. Haha!" He laughed it off. Feral frowned not seeing how it was funny that he almost broke something.
"Nah but seriously…you seem like you'd be interested…in the styles and all." He shrugged, gesturing towards the door.
"Shall we?" He asked rather mischievously. Feral narrowed her eyes slightly.