Wolf RPG

her son has been drawing more near as of late. perhaps the discomfort of the forest, or the overwhelming new people, either way she didn't mind. he was now often seen hovering near, or in the backround. though being upset with his mother, she didn't really see him coming to warm up to her unless they slept.

and here she was. now bored, ontop of a wet rock.

Yao liked the press of people around him. He had lived in far more cramped conditions, but always enjoyed the presence of others. Too often here he found himself alone, but now to be mere footsteps away from another comforted him. He liked meeting the guests. Some of them spoke a language that reminded him of his own, which made him smile.

There was a grayscale woman draped on a stone. He almost didn't see that she was there if it weren't for the telltale shifts of her body. His tail raised and began to wag as he approached her, smiling. Mambo! How are you?

"hey." a brown wolf came forward with a friendly greeting. she replied more cooly, being one not of social norms, "it's wet and humid," ruo complained. while she enjoyed the wet-side of it, that didn't deter the humidity it brung at times when it wasn't heavily drowning in rain. she dreaded that more then anything, and normally when summer came, she would lounge by the sea.

but!

she!

can't!

do!

that!

can!

she!

ruo was disgruntled.

Ruò

Haoniyao

Ruò