Thread:Monsundo/@comment-24019770-20140813224356/@comment-24019770-20140905235449

Isa was snoozing peacefully when he felt someone's paw jab him forcefully in the stomach. "Get up," a voice growled.

"Ouch… My stomach," Isamu whimpered, "Gin, is that you?" The wolf's vision finally stopped spinning, as his eyes slowly fixed themselves on a familiar face. "S-silver!"

"Yeah. Victoria wanted me to let you know that it's time for you to come to dinner." He shook his head to the right. "Your buddy has already left."

"Oh yeah," Isa stretched before getting up.

"So this is really happening," Isamu thought, "I'm really a wolf, now." He simply stood there in a trance, trying to get used to this reality.

"Hey," Silver barked, "are you gonna laze around all day? Victoria didn't say whether she wanted you there dead or alive, you know." This comment shocked Isamu out of his daze. Fearing for his life, he bolted out of the tent in a hurry.

Silver grabbed his tail with his mouth, correcting him in a snide tone. "Wrong way, Junior." The German shepherd pointed towards the stone building Isa had glanced at earlier.

"Oh," Isa laughed nervously, "s-sorry, about that…" He dashed in the direction Silver had pointed him in, wondering where Gin was in such a monumental place.

"Heh," Silver scoffed to himself, "lazy, good-for-nothing wolf. Always causing trouble."

...

"Gin?" Isamu's voice echoed against the large walls of the mess hall area, and clashed with the thousands of others in the meeting area. Armored dogs, cats, and rabbits sat around small tables. Birds perched themselves in the loft, while snakes coiled around pillars. "Gin, where are you?"

"Isa," Gin's voice boomed from amongst the crowd of animals. "Over here, dude!" Isa was expecting Gin to be sitting with some really weird characters, but instead found him seated with a cat, a rabbit, and another wolf. Still, it was an odd-looking group to him.

"Hey… Gin." Isa nervously stared at the three others. A cat with black fur and yellow eyes silently lapped her water. The rabbit, which had gray fur and donned blue shoulder pauldrons, had a diamond-shaped patch of fur around his right eye. A blue fringe of hair hung towards the right of his face; a similarly colored tuft of fur spiked up from his small head.

"H-hey, Gin," the rabbit whispered in a panicky tone, "that's the new guy, right?"

"Yeah, Frost. That's him."

The gray rabbit stared back at Isa, his eyes widened. The creature's eyes were dilated in fear. "Y-you didn't tell me that he'd be a- a…"

Isamu broke into the conversation, "a wolf?"

"Yes, Frost," Gin sighed as if calming down the rabbit for the hundredth time, "he's a wolf. His name's Isamu."

"Call me Isa." Isamu walked over and sat down on a flat rock. It had a red cloth covering it, which was soft to the touch. The textile was embroidered with gold designs. Sadly, his seat was next to the rabbit. Frost started scooting away, beginning to hyperventilate at the sight of the wolf. They were enemies by nature, seeing as how Isa couldn't help but start salivating at the tender, little morsel nearby.

He quickly reminded himself that this treat next to him was, in fact, one of Gin's friends. Due to the fact that he didn't have many comrades in this new world, he decided to make the first impression. When he turned to chat with Frost, the rabbit had already moved to the other side of the table, sitting next to Gin. He was breathing so heavily, several others from the nearby bench asked in an annoyed, yet polite, manner, for the rabbit to "shut up". "So, your name's Isamu, eh?"

The white wolf turned and saw the black cat speaking to him. She wore plate armor. A silver ring adorned her tail. "Y-yeah…"

"That's nice," she purred, "are you from around here?"

"Uh…" Isa didn't know what to say. No one here would believe that he was a human. "No, no," he chuckled, "I'm from far away. I'm new to… this part of the forest."

"I see," the feline stared at him, still lapping her beverage, "nice to meet you, Isa."

Isamu was feeling a bit more confident about living here. "Nice to meet you too, Mrs…?"

"Twilight."

"Twilight… That's a nice name."

"Thanks, I think so, too," Twilight mewled, "I have a brother, in case you want to meet him." She turned around, looking at an animal that was several feet away. "Dusk!"

Isa's face turned from happiness to pure fear. Slowly approaching the group, was an enigmatic figure. He wore a brown cloak around his catlike body. It was torn and tattered with age. The wolf was astonished with the specter-like appearance of the character.

A simple, golden-coated, sun medallion on his chest held the cloak in place. Underneath the torn hood, two, glowing, green eyes peered out, glaring at everything around them. They scanned the group, stopping at Isamu. "So," the mysterious cat chuckled. His voice sounded like it belonged to a spirit. "This is the recruit everybody's been talking about?"

"Yes," Twilight rubbed her cheek against Isa's white, fluffy fur. "This is Isamu."

"Nice to meet you." Dusk bowed in respect. As he did this, two silver, white, and blue armlets poked out from underneath the cloak. These pieces of sterling silver had moon designs imprinted on them. They glinted for a brief second, before Dusk shuffled them back under the robe.

"H-hi," he said nervously.

Dusk pushed off his hood with a shake of his head. His face was simple and black. His mouth was a tad bit white, leading just up to the bridge of his short nose. One of his ears was pierced with an earring. "What's the matter? Cat got your tongue?"

Gin snickered at this poor attempt at a joke. "Punny."

"N-no! I'm not scared," Isamu stuttered once more, "it's just…"

"Just what?" Dusk stared at Isa for a quick minute, before redirecting his attention to the back of the hall. Victoria was boldly standing at a podium, looking more intimidating as ever.