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He was wearing that thin, silly gray shirt again. The hem was snug around his waist, as were the long sleeves, but the rest was rather loose. Especially the wide v-neck; it gaped open as if it were going to swallow Endymion's head whole. Perhaps it was odd that he was wearing the same shirt as the last time he ventured into the human city. It couldn't have been fate. No, it was just a simple coincidence that the two-year-old had pulled the thing over his head and stepped out the door (so to speak) to wander the dark, sleeping human city.
The place was rather eerie on a still, frozen night when the buildings loomed above the barren streets, their thick stone walls muffling all sound from the feral outside world. It was quite a change from the natural, green place of his birth. Normally Endymion never gave a thought for the jungle of concrete, glass, and metal, but on nights as this was he could hardly stay away. The forgotten lives of humans was so... perplexing and foreign to the red wolf. There was so much he didn't know, that didn't relate in any way to the life he was leading now, but still sparked his interest. He wandered aimlessly down the littered sidewalks, pausing here-and-there to observe some irrelevent artifact for a few moments or several, until his interest was lost. This slow process led him to a door, just like any other. He was about to pass it by when a smart 'crack' sounded from inside. This was by far the most interesting thing he had encountered all night, so, with two seconds of hesitation, he gently eased open the door and let himself in.
Endymion was surprised to see the red-eyed male within, though it wasn't as if he wasn't expecting such. The emotion closely resembled the type of surprise one experienced when walking in on someone's nap, or meditation. Perhaps it was the stranger's form of meditation, drinking and doing whatever-he-was-doing with a stick. At any rate, he didn't back out apologetically muttering half-excuses under his breath. "Oh," said the wolf, hand still on the door handle. "Good evening."




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