[PRP] To be on your own (Petite & Uni)

[UniWingdFox]

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The day had gone and night was sweeping over the city. A chill wind blew through the alleyways, whistling in empty windows as it went. Down one of these many alleyways stood a figure. This figure was stood still as it gazed up at the sky watching the moon as it rose. Surely this night would be as dull and lifeless as the last. Shifting the creature started to move. The light gleaming off his fur as he exposed himself when shifting between alleys. If he hurried fast enough the wolf could make it to his typical spot before the moon had fully risen.

Ludolf panted slightly as he scampered through the city to it's outskirts and beyond. He skid to a stop once he'd reached his destination. It was a cliff that over looked a bit of a better part of the town. Quickly his eyes scanned below watching as faes hurried to make it home before full dark. When not so many were out, he turned his attention back to the sky. The moon had risen to just the right spot. Taking a stance, the male wolf threw his head back and howled. He did this every night and every night he received no answer. Maybe though, tonight would be different.  

[Petite-tiano]

Ylva had been wandering for some time before she stumbled across the city. She had become lost from her tribe while she was young, and spent what seemed like years wandering alone. This had made her somewhat cold, but she was a survivor just like all her fellow bone gnawers.
She was crouching in an alley, rummaging through a garbage can for scraps. She had already feasted on almost half a roasted chicken and some slightly spoiled meat, but years of eating the rotting things had hardened her stomach and she rarley felt nausiated.
And then, overpowering all other noises of the city, came a howl. Ylva froze, her eyes growing wide in shock. She may not have seen another werewolf for many many years, but she still recognized the call of her kind. Dropping the scraps in her hands, she leapt over the garbage can and atop the dumpster. And without hesitation she threw her head back and called out to the stranger.  

[UniWingdFox]

Sometime during his howl he had closed his eyes. His ears were twitching in wait of another howl to match his. When the other howl did reach him, Ludolf couldn't believe. The male's eyes had popped back open in shock. Slowly his pulse started to race as he sent out another call, trying to pinpoint where the other was.

"Please do not let this be my imagination," he whispered to himself as he turned to hear more in a different direction. The moment he had his reply back, he shot for where he hoped to find the other.