[center][color=blue][h1]Ziander Wolfe[/h1][/color][/center]


The sound of his phone vibrating broke Ziander from his focus of the job he had. Currently he worked in a small bookshop, the only place he could focus on working without being bombarded with to many scents at once. He could tune out the noises if he chose to but it was the smells that drove him mad from his previous jobs. He had learned there were many perks from becoming what he was over the years but his now overly sensitive acute nose was not one in the city. So there he was an employee in a book shop, not where he thought his life was going before the attack but after the attack he had to change plans with his life. Slowly he was trying to work himself back to the path that he had planned while getting accustomed of the beast that just resided underneath his skin and slept in the back of his mind. 

He reached into his pocket grabbing the phone seeing that there were no customers that needed help. He read the text from Julie quickly and gave a chuckle."Don't I always fend for myself when it comes to dinner?" he said to himself putting his phone away. Finding roommates similar to him was the turning point and means of hoping things could still be good. So far he couldn't complain about it and they were nice people at least. It was odd to think that they might be older then they looked but even he had the potential of living a rather long life, if the wolf didn't get any dumb ideas while he was out and about during the full moon. He could change outside the full moon but it wasn't a habit he wanted to get use to and once again in the middle of the city it probably would be a bad idea to shift at will.

A few minutes later his shift was done and he was on his way back to the apartment. It wasn't a short distance from the shop to the apartment but Ziander felt always better walking rather then taking the cab. The cab felt like a cage which made that wolf that slept in his head bristle in agitation as if it was trapped. So to appease the wolf at least, he walked always, unless with one of his roommates, the wolf seemed to at least calm slightly with one of the people it considered a pack member was with them.

"Just another day of a somewhat normal life," Ziander said to himself crossing a street, the sounds and scents bombarding him as he attempted to tune them out. He reached home relatively quickly and without even thinking joined Julie and Enya on the porch, not entering the apartment."Funny your text made me think I was going to be alone for dinner, I could then shift and chew on the couch if that was the case then," he joked.