As I walked out of the train station and was on my way to the town hall with Whitney, I noticed how beautiful this town is. Trees alongside the path, with bushes and pink flowers next to them. Benches where you can sit down and read a book. Big and small gardens all over the place. It was like a dream!

Whitney was admiring the scenery, too, while not paying attention to anything. I couldn't blame her. She looked at me after a minute of silence.

"When I was a young wolf, my father would bring me and my mother to natural parks whenever he could. I always admired them and I wanted to live in one of them," she said to me, "Living in this town is almost a dream come true."

My mother would do similar things with me, Sam, and Anthony. We would go explore the forests around our neighborhood. My brothers loved to find large, wild animals while exploring them, while I would always look at the nature, admiring it. One time, Sam and Anthony helped me get on a tree. I wasn't scared, somehow. I was embracing being up so high. I could see birds flying by and deer running around. Moments like those made me love nature.

As we got closer to the town hall, I noticed that there were some villagers running around. I saw a very adorable, purple cat playing, an elephant who looked like a tea cup reading a book on a bench, and a squirrel who looked like a marshmello writing stuff in a journal.

We got to the town hall and went inside. A cute shih tzu that looked like a sack of Bells noticed us and ran towards us.

"Are you Riley and Whitney?" she asked us shyly.

"Yes, I'm Riley," I responded.

"I'm Whitney," Whitney quietly responded.

"Good. It's nice to meet you," she said, "I'm Isabelle, the mayor's secretary. He should be here in a minute."

Right when she said that, a human entered the town hall. He had brown hair, with some of it on his face. He wore a long-sleeved, blue polo with a pair of jeans. I guessed he was the mayor.

"Oh," he said while looking surprised, "I'm guessing you are Riley and Whitney, right?"

"I already asked them, mayor. They are definitely Riley and Whitney," Isabelle said. She then giggled.

"Wonderful," he responded excitedly, "I'm Ryan, the mayor." He shook both of our hands. I looked at his brown eyes. I saw a glimmer in his right one. He seemed to be a nice guy.

"Our residents have been wanting to meet you two, so can I see your maps?" he asked.

We handed him our maps and he went to his desk near the back and put some things on it. While he was doing that, I looked around the town hall. There was an awards case, with trophies, medals, and award certificates. There was also a picture of a tortoise above Ryan. The website said that his name was Tortimer and he was the previous mayor. Two minutes later, Ryan came back to us.

"It seems like Porter forgot to put the map key on the map again," he said quietly with an angry tone in his voice, "Oh well. Here are your maps." He then proceeded to hand us back our maps.

"I put a map key on the map," he discussed, "It says the locations of the stores, areas, and our villager's houses. I want you to introduce yourselfs to your neighbors first."

"Mayor," Isabelle said suddenly, "You're getting a call."

"Duty calls," Ryan said to us, "See you guys in a little bit." He then goes back to his desk and answers his call and we leave the town hall.

"I hope the neighbors have the same tastes as me," Whitney said to me.

"I just hope that they're nice," I replied. We look at the list of villagers on our maps.

Rosie

Tia

Marshal

Apollo

Deirdre

Zucker

Genji

Lucky

Coco

"Looks like Lucky and Coco are our neighbors," Whitney pointed out. Sure enough, they live in the same area as we do. The area the four of us lived in was in a cul-de-sac, which reminded me of back home. I wondered when I would write to my mom. She seemed so desperate for me to write letters. I thought I probably needed to get to that tomorrow.

"Let's go to our houses," Whitney said.