..And so the encumbrance of the wolves is felt by the entirety that is--
-Ookami no Hohoemi
Reverberance
By: Genki Kunoichi
Ch2 Daitoshi Dogs
The bread at his fingertips was a luscious golden brown curving to form an elongated bun; a hotdog bun, to be precise. Gripping the bag bursting with groceries in his left arm, he quickly consumed the unhealthy snack item in his right, grinning as he did so.
Grocery shopping was always Hige's favorite thing to do.
Ambling along the bustling sidewalk, he hummed an old tune, worn sneakers scraping against the concrete as he did so. Savoring his paradise with closed eyes, he didn't even register the looming storm clouds overhanging the city.
Daitoshi city. Named aptly for its size and population. It was a metropolis paradise all right... for rats, alleycats, and businesmen, of course. Filled with dark passages, masses of people, and surely a few closets chock-full of skeletons.
Still, he'd just be passing through for a bite to eat before heading back to wherever he was going before. Future plans had never been the man's forte.
Noticing his environment had never been a strong point either.
It started with a single drop; landing in the thick mane he proudly called hair. But, as many know, a single drop is only the beginning. Soon, he, and the towering, putrid city were drenched.
Cursing his luck, he sought shelter underneith a large dilapidated edifice, an old factory. It had probably been used many years ago until it became obsolete with the growing technology. Now the building remained: a lifeless shell of it's former splendor.
Minutes passed and the rain hadn't diminished.
Turning his eyes away from the sheets of water pouring from the sky, Hige decided to enter the building on the single notion of, "It might be interesting" His articulate hands gripped the cool damp metal and the door gave a lurch forward with a bit of force.
He was greeted with the eerie interior never to come into use again. Empty boxes lines the walls, filling the void with the smell of molded cardboard and mildew. His overly sensitive nostrils were assaulted with the pugnant smell and his face contorted into a grimace.
Maneuvering around the debris, he inspected the contents of the boxes. 'Dog food?' Withered and worn, small packets containing canine treats of many kinds littered the paper masses, some never opened from the tight vacuum seal.
Rounding another mountain of decrepit heaps, Hige swiveled at a tiny clamor reaching his ears. In his fervor to escape a drenched fate, the man had overlooked the possibility of his refuge already being occupied.
"Hello? Is anyone there?"
As soon as his irresolute voice sounded, the noises stopped abruptly and Hige's suspicion of the visitor being no more than a rat grew, along with his confidence as he pushed through the stack of crates impairing his view of the offender.
A glimpse of untainted, pure white flashed into his vision and suddenly, he was on the ground, a snapping, snarling beast growling deep in it's through on top of him.
Whipping out a hand to shield his throat by instinct, the man kicked swiftly at his aggressor, knocking the somewhat fazed out animal back a little and prepared for another assault, not wanting to risk vulnerability at pushing himself back to a quivering stance.
The immense white dog before him, however, didn't attack. Awestruck golden eyes merely stared at the man; it's bloodlust immediately erradicated.
Noting the animal's hesitation, Hige used the moment to drive himself upwards, sliding his legs up and coming to a cautious position. Upon seeing his attacker's expression, however, his eyes softened.
"Hey, buddy, I bet you were just scared...C'mere"
He tried to sooth the animal using the words he felt a child would use, slang included. Wincing at a failed attempt, he watched the dog place distance between them, always watching, it's feet trotting strangly against the cool concrete, large, powerful paws tapering to a lithe, majestic frame.
At that moment, a siren sounded inside the stunned man's head. An air of familiarity accumulated inside his very existance at the simple presence of this creature.
"Kiba"
The word should have been alien to his tongue, but it rolled off like nothing else. He hadn't even known why he spoke it, but the beast standing no more than seven feet away visibly tensed upon hearing.
The familiar feeling that plagued him once again and became unbearable. Suddenly, it felt that a chasm if his heart had been filled, but only partially. He knew this creature at some point, some time. Making up his mind about the situation, Hige took a step forward, trying to coo the enigmatic beast before him.
One-step developed into two and finally, he found himself inching forward, hand outstretched.
The dog's expression didn't waver although it's neck craned a few inches, just enough to feel the young man's human caress before recoiling as if burned. Hige frowned.
"Hey, it's okay...I'm not gonna hurt you, boy.... Kiba"
Again, it felt natural on his tongue.
The moment was short lived, when the dog suddenly jerked back, turning to flee. It's muscular legs tore through the air out of the back exit, where the outside mood had not lifted from the misty gloom.
Feeling almost as if he would soon lose a long lost relative of sorts, Hige bolted through the door as well, stumbling through the rain and cursing at a fallen trashcan before coming to a halt.
Kiba had vanished as quickly as he appeared and Hige almost felt like crying.
Instead, he gave an exasperated sigh and placed his hands, still trembling with the excitement of the chase, into warm fleece pockets and turned back to gather his groceries he had misplaced somewhere along the way.
He'd have to change his diet to something a little bit healthier if he wanted to stay in this town just a bit longer.
It might be interesting.
That's it for chapter number two. I'd like to thank all of my reviewers. Yes, I know the future is still very indistinct for our heroine, but I think that it adds to the enigmatic nature of the story. Comments are welcome, as I am unsure as to the continuation of this.
To DarkSakura, I appreciate your feedback on my errors! I fixed them to the best of my knowledge! Thank you for the positive feedback.
Next Chapter: Black Rimmed Glasses
Kunoichi
-Ookami no Hohoemi
Reverberance
By: Genki Kunoichi
Ch2 Daitoshi Dogs
The bread at his fingertips was a luscious golden brown curving to form an elongated bun; a hotdog bun, to be precise. Gripping the bag bursting with groceries in his left arm, he quickly consumed the unhealthy snack item in his right, grinning as he did so.
Grocery shopping was always Hige's favorite thing to do.
Ambling along the bustling sidewalk, he hummed an old tune, worn sneakers scraping against the concrete as he did so. Savoring his paradise with closed eyes, he didn't even register the looming storm clouds overhanging the city.
Daitoshi city. Named aptly for its size and population. It was a metropolis paradise all right... for rats, alleycats, and businesmen, of course. Filled with dark passages, masses of people, and surely a few closets chock-full of skeletons.
Still, he'd just be passing through for a bite to eat before heading back to wherever he was going before. Future plans had never been the man's forte.
Noticing his environment had never been a strong point either.
It started with a single drop; landing in the thick mane he proudly called hair. But, as many know, a single drop is only the beginning. Soon, he, and the towering, putrid city were drenched.
Cursing his luck, he sought shelter underneith a large dilapidated edifice, an old factory. It had probably been used many years ago until it became obsolete with the growing technology. Now the building remained: a lifeless shell of it's former splendor.
Minutes passed and the rain hadn't diminished.
Turning his eyes away from the sheets of water pouring from the sky, Hige decided to enter the building on the single notion of, "It might be interesting" His articulate hands gripped the cool damp metal and the door gave a lurch forward with a bit of force.
He was greeted with the eerie interior never to come into use again. Empty boxes lines the walls, filling the void with the smell of molded cardboard and mildew. His overly sensitive nostrils were assaulted with the pugnant smell and his face contorted into a grimace.
Maneuvering around the debris, he inspected the contents of the boxes. 'Dog food?' Withered and worn, small packets containing canine treats of many kinds littered the paper masses, some never opened from the tight vacuum seal.
Rounding another mountain of decrepit heaps, Hige swiveled at a tiny clamor reaching his ears. In his fervor to escape a drenched fate, the man had overlooked the possibility of his refuge already being occupied.
"Hello? Is anyone there?"
As soon as his irresolute voice sounded, the noises stopped abruptly and Hige's suspicion of the visitor being no more than a rat grew, along with his confidence as he pushed through the stack of crates impairing his view of the offender.
A glimpse of untainted, pure white flashed into his vision and suddenly, he was on the ground, a snapping, snarling beast growling deep in it's through on top of him.
Whipping out a hand to shield his throat by instinct, the man kicked swiftly at his aggressor, knocking the somewhat fazed out animal back a little and prepared for another assault, not wanting to risk vulnerability at pushing himself back to a quivering stance.
The immense white dog before him, however, didn't attack. Awestruck golden eyes merely stared at the man; it's bloodlust immediately erradicated.
Noting the animal's hesitation, Hige used the moment to drive himself upwards, sliding his legs up and coming to a cautious position. Upon seeing his attacker's expression, however, his eyes softened.
"Hey, buddy, I bet you were just scared...C'mere"
He tried to sooth the animal using the words he felt a child would use, slang included. Wincing at a failed attempt, he watched the dog place distance between them, always watching, it's feet trotting strangly against the cool concrete, large, powerful paws tapering to a lithe, majestic frame.
At that moment, a siren sounded inside the stunned man's head. An air of familiarity accumulated inside his very existance at the simple presence of this creature.
"Kiba"
The word should have been alien to his tongue, but it rolled off like nothing else. He hadn't even known why he spoke it, but the beast standing no more than seven feet away visibly tensed upon hearing.
The familiar feeling that plagued him once again and became unbearable. Suddenly, it felt that a chasm if his heart had been filled, but only partially. He knew this creature at some point, some time. Making up his mind about the situation, Hige took a step forward, trying to coo the enigmatic beast before him.
One-step developed into two and finally, he found himself inching forward, hand outstretched.
The dog's expression didn't waver although it's neck craned a few inches, just enough to feel the young man's human caress before recoiling as if burned. Hige frowned.
"Hey, it's okay...I'm not gonna hurt you, boy.... Kiba"
Again, it felt natural on his tongue.
The moment was short lived, when the dog suddenly jerked back, turning to flee. It's muscular legs tore through the air out of the back exit, where the outside mood had not lifted from the misty gloom.
Feeling almost as if he would soon lose a long lost relative of sorts, Hige bolted through the door as well, stumbling through the rain and cursing at a fallen trashcan before coming to a halt.
Kiba had vanished as quickly as he appeared and Hige almost felt like crying.
Instead, he gave an exasperated sigh and placed his hands, still trembling with the excitement of the chase, into warm fleece pockets and turned back to gather his groceries he had misplaced somewhere along the way.
He'd have to change his diet to something a little bit healthier if he wanted to stay in this town just a bit longer.
It might be interesting.
That's it for chapter number two. I'd like to thank all of my reviewers. Yes, I know the future is still very indistinct for our heroine, but I think that it adds to the enigmatic nature of the story. Comments are welcome, as I am unsure as to the continuation of this.
To DarkSakura, I appreciate your feedback on my errors! I fixed them to the best of my knowledge! Thank you for the positive feedback.
Next Chapter: Black Rimmed Glasses
Kunoichi