Snippet #2548845

Stepping outside on the sidewalk, Laavi sniffed the air; he could smell a few humans in the damping dew. A car had passed by ten minutes ago and a cat was nearby. His head turned quickly towards the scent of the cat and his eyes widened, but he suddenly had to step away for a gang of kids driving their bikes. A ten year old kid with growing blonde hair slowed down and stared at the hairy man. Laavi squinted at first, but gave the kid a weak smile as he reminded of himself at that age, only this one was thinner. The kid hurried off to his friends further down the rode. Laavi huffed and shook the hunger away. Cat's didn't make much of a feast anyway, nor did kids. He didn't know if those thoughts or the hunger made him nausea. Turning to look in the other direction, Laavi saw an empty road and the sun starting to warm it. Not many people lived out here, but just enough not to make it a deserted neighborhood.

Laavi thought of how things had evolved more and more into a human civilization through the years, and he liked it. He'd never lived among humans until reaching the continent of the west and entering the newly evolving community here. The humans entertained him with their daily lives, and as he liked to feast more on animals than the homo sapiens, he felt more at home with them rather than with the packs eating them. Pretending to be among the humans and playing and singing all night long, as a wolf should do in Laavi's philosophy, he was happy. Actually, as of now; both humans and werewolves struggled to survive and deep within his heart he hoped humans and werewolves could live side by side one day, but he knew that was hard or even impossible.

Laavi put his hands in his pockets and bent his gaze to the sky dreaming his thoughts away to the future, and he missed his passed away family in Norway. He pictured them buried deep within the merciless frost of winter which had attacked them so fast both on land and sea. It was rather different from the warm sun he felt on his skin at the moment. His tummy twirled and he got a little dizzy. He had to eat today.


((OOC: I am very confused at how or where things and creatures are, so I've tried to mix everyone's interpretations of how this world function in my post. I've made the town Laavi's living in as of one growing human community, that will explain the mayor and the hunters' organisation(I hope), with werewolves in undercover and roaming in an underworld community. Kind of like toying with humans like vampires did in Anne Rice's vampire chronicle..."Playing with our food," I was imagining the town Laavi is in as the town everyone is approaching. I didn't get any response from the OOC chat, so I post here. What do you guys think? Is it ok with a world of 70% werewolves and 30% humans increasing because the werewolves needs them to grow in numbers to be able to survive? I am tagging those I tag because I believe they are the ones closest to meet Laavi. Again, this is a suggestion I have. Please respond to what you have in mind or think.))