Carlos wandered through the forest. He knew he’d seen a cave somewhere – it looked like an old bear cave, though he hadn’t gone in it before. He wanted to be as far away from his camp and the summer camps, in case the children had an idea to wander around at night to hunt for snipes. The full moon would make visibility perfect for it, so it was a reasonable concern in Carlos’ mind.
He finally came across the cave he was looking for. And not too soon either – the moon would rise probably within the next ten minutes. Carlos ventured forth, holding his flashlight up to search the inside of the cave. Hopefully it was empty. Could a werewolf beat a bear? Maybe?
he lifted his head up ‘You Don’t Have To Go, Honestly It’s been Nice Having Someone To Talk Too..’ he sighed softly ‘I’m Sure You’ve Noticed There’s Not Many Other Animals Over Here…’
There still aren’t, Carlos couldn’t help himself saying. He looked at his clothes and tried to think of the best way to carry them. His paws could grab onto things, but they were so massive that… he just wasn’t used to them at all.
he tilted his head confusedly as he looked at the clothes ‘What Do You Mean By That?’
Carlos looked back at him. Um… I’m not exactly a wolf? I would have thought my size alone would have clued you in, but… you know, most wolves aren’t exactly sapient like you and I…
he looked more confused before replying ‘You’re The Same Size As Other Wolves..? I Thought You Were An Indoor Wolf..’
Carlos just looked at him. An ‘indoor wolf’? Like… a dog? No, I’m… quite a bit bigger than that too.
‘You Smell To Much Like The Camp To Not Be Though..” he shifts his wings
I’m really not a dog either. I’ll just… I’ll try to be out of your hair before sunrise. It’s for the best.
he whines softly, looking abit upset ‘You Don’t Have To Go..’
I really do. I have, uh… stuff to do.
Carlos used his paw to pick up his labcoat and tried to lay it out flat on the ground. Maybe he could make a bindle with it…
he whined again, laying his down slowly ‘Okay…’
This made Carlos pause. He felt bad about it, yeah, but… he was concerned. The other creature said
it was alright with children, but it also said that people were…
hunting it, or something. Carlos, as an adult, could be perceived as a
threat (maybe more threatening than a giant wolf-man, apparently). And
as a human, Carlos couldn’t defend himself. It was just… logical that
he try to relocate before he turned back.Should he try to explain
it, though? Explain what exactly was going on with him? He barely knew
this other creature, and honestly didn’t quite trust it, but… it
seemed genuinely upset by Carlos leaving.Do you… have a name?
he asked curiously. He wasn’t expecting an answer, really, since he
didn’t think animals gave themselves names, but… he wasn’t sure.his ear flicked slightly, taking a minute to think before replying “People Call Me Drake Alot, So I Guess That’s My Name, What’s Yours? Do You Have A Name?”
He could use this as a segue, he thought.
It’s… Carlos. It’s a human name.
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