It was a relatively quiet evening in the city. The only sounds that broke the silence were the cars returning home from their evening shifts on the street below, or the occasional dog barking in the distance. The sun rested lazily on the horizon, painting every color from burning orange to dark navy across the cloudless sky. The moon hung suspended in the sky overhead, but no stars could ever shine through the city's nightly light show, already coming to life despite the early hour.

Most of the busy city-folk had either already eaten dinner, or were soon to begin the preperations for it. James was no exception. After a busy day at the nearby studio where he worked, he had quickly made a bee-line towards his appartment. For a bachelor in such a situation, a quick-and-easy microwave meal was often standard fare... but James had a secret he'd never admit to [i]any[/i] of the guys he worked with.
He liked to cook, and he wasn't bad at it.

However, just as he started preparing the beef, rice, and greens that would comprise his eavening meal, he was interrupted by a loud knock at his door. With a glance at the ground beef browning on the stove top to make sure it wouldn't burn the appartment building down, he made his way over to the front door, curious to know who would visit him at this hour.

When he opened the door, however, he was surprised to see what looked like a tawny-coated wolf sitting at his door with a note taped to its forhead. He blinked at the sight, then snorted a short, quick laugh. 

"Silly looking as it is, I [i]suppose[/i] a note on your face is certainly one way to garner attention to yourself... Wonder who left you here?" He mumbled to himself as he plucked the note in question from its resting place, smirking to himself as he glossed over it.

The note quickly detailed the circumstances that had left the apparently abandoned canine at his door, politely pleading him to take "CC" in, as her previous owners couldn't take care of her any longer with a child on the way.

He shook his head and glanced at her. "Well, that rules out anyone in the office... Maybe someone in the building, then?" He wondered, then simply shrugged and grinned broadly. "Well, doesn't matter in the end. Guess I can't really complain, since I wanted a wolf, and now I guess I've got one..."

He hesitated slightly, then crouched in front of her and gave her a serious look. "Not sure if she's exactly tame or not, though... Guess the fact that she's not in a cage 'n hasn't ripped my throat out's a decent indicator, though..." The smell of burning meat broke his concentration, however, as he realized he'd left his meal alone for just a bit too long.

"Shit...!" He exclaimed quietly, quickly forgetting all about the wolf at his door and the note in his hand in favor of dashing over to attend to his swiftly burning meal.