But even if the weather wasn't extreme, it was still very wet. People walking home from work, or perhaps whom had simply been taking a stroll, were now caught in the downpour, and quickly rushed home. But there was one who had no home to return to. Or at least, it wasn't close.
She had found refuge underneath a large, outstretching old oak tree, which protected her quite nicely, though she was still soaking wet. Wet and fur did not mix. She felt like she was carrying a dozen old wet towels on her back. It was awful. The fur clung to her skin, and didn't help her to keep warm at all. The she wolf shivered. But her fur wasn't the only thing that was being dragged down right now.
Her spirit, as well. The she-wolf, Zinnia, had been chasing after a book known as the Amalgam for ages now, in hopes that she would be able to gain ultimate and unlimited knowledge. But so far, her efforts had been.... less than gratifying. And her ever so friendly companion was not helping. Though he was becoming increasingly more irritable, and irritated, though she couldn't tell why.
A shadow moved out from behind the tree. The smirking red and yellow wolf demon stared back at her, his eyes glowing with fire, his body soaking as well, yet oddly gleaming a bright golden color. He walked up to her, his saunter confident as usual. She growled as he approached her, though.
"Stay away, demon. I do not desire your company at the time." she told him angrily. Her tail flicked angrily, and her eyes lowered. She rested her head on her paws, eyes still following his movements, and turned away before he could say anything. She had barely seen his reaction, and didn't much care, but she could have sworn he was surprised at her tone. But if he was, this died quickly.
The sound of wet grass being stepped on told her he hadn't heeded her words. "Oh, ho! Feisty little devil, arntcha? Can't get rid of me, sweet cheeks. I stay~ That's what our deal states, isn't it? Hah!" Tyron laughed, clearly ignoring her agitation. She decided to simply ignore him. Why did she even summon a monster like this? They were nothing but frustration.
But she wasn't going to let him mess with her. She stood up briskly, causing him to jump, and placed a paw forward, thrusting her face in his, snarling. "Try that again, beast, I dare you." she then backed up, leaving Tyron to give her a not so friendly expression. "Do whatever the hell you want. I'm going for a walk. I don't care if you join me or not." she added, turning away from him quickly, angrily, without another word.
Luckily, he didn't appear to follow her. And she decided to take this to her advantage. She didn't know what he was planning, but she was sure he'd ruin her alone time soon, so she had to enjoy it. Of course, she stayed near the woods, since people were kind of weary of a giant, intelligent, talking earth wolf.
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