Wolflover2798

It was a very stormy night in the city. I looked out the window, watching the cars drive by, their lights reflecting off the puddles on the road. I was sitting in my apartment, waiting to get the call from Basilisk telling me he had secured our target. Once I get the call, I'd go and pay a visit to whoever happens to be searching for our target, most of the time it’s their family or loved ones. I groaned, stepping away from the window, and into my closet to get some clothes on. I took out various shirts and pants, looking in the mirror to see how they’d look on me. “You’ve seen better days,” I said to myself. I chuckled a bit as I looked at my unkempt grayish blackhair. I decided on some simple, gray colored, cargo pants and a dark blue jacket. I wouldn’t be needing a shirt since I would have the jacket zipped up. I then continued to look at myself a bit more in the mirror, running my fingers through the white fur on my stomach and chest which led upwards and wrapped around my muzzle.

The day had started like any other day for Russ, he was laying in his bed sleeping the day away, tired from his classes from the other day. His rat tail was hanging off his mattress as his roommate knocked on his door. He groaned, turning over as he moved his blanket, standing up. His pants hung loosely around his black furred waist. His hair was hanging down in his eyes. He ran his hands through his red tipped hair to adjust it. He scratched his chest some as he opened the door, looking slightly down at his rather short roommate. “Yea?” He asked, seeing that his roommate was holding something. “Sorry to bother you Russ, but you have a letter.” He said as he handed russ the letter. “Oh. Thanks.” Russ said, turning around as he closed the door behind him. He walked over to his desk, and sat down, putting on his square lens glasses. He examined the letter some before he opened it. “Yea, it’s addressed to me alright, but…” He said as he trailed off. The envelope itself was nothing special