The soft sounds of raindrops could be heard falling into the gutters of a loan house on a hillside. A small, hungry wolf checks to see if the doors are unlocked. After finding they are, he sneaks inside and hears footsteps going up the stairs. He looks around the room and finds the doorway to the kitchen and an island on the other side. He walks over as quietly as he can manage and walks through the threshold walking over to the fridge.



He opens the fridge door and looks around, rummaging through the random food items. After a few moments, he hears footsteps above him. Thoughts race through his head and they immobalize his body. The steps can be heard coming down the stairs now. Silently, he slides the fridge door closed and moves around the island to crouch down. 



An apple is clenched tightly in his paw and the person walks into the kitchen with him. Worry ravages his mind, "/Will he find me?/" His heartbeat is furious by now. The sink turns on and the sound of a glass being filled with water can be heard.



Gaining a temporary boost of confidence, he leans over and peers around the edge of the island. To his dismay, it's a tall purple dragon in shorts. The wolfs eyes lock with the scaled teenager and he blinks in disbelief. The wolf pulls his head quickly back behind the edge. "/Damn, keep it together Snow. Maybe he didn't see you./", he thinks to himself.


"Hello?" The dragon calls out, slightly confused. Snow holds his breath now, hoping he just leaves. All of a sudden the dragons face pops around the side. "Um, who're you and why're you in my house?" Snow clings to the apple, tears forming at the corners of his eyes. "please don't hurt me, I just wanted a bit of food." The dragon kneels down and looks at him sympitheticly. "Oh, uhhh. Yea, no problem. Go wait in the living room, I'll get you something to eat."


Snow hesitantly gets up and walks to the living room. He eyes the windows and the door incase he needs to make a quick escape. The sound of silverware and plates can be heard. A few minutes later, the dragon comes out of the kitchen and sets down a sandwich on a plate in the center of the table. "Uhh, I hope you like PBandJ... My name's Flare by the way." Snow looks at it hesitantly and reaches over, keeping an eye on Flare. "Thanks..." He says quietly.

Flare smiles subtly. "Yea, no problem." Snow starts to eat quietly, looking the sandwhich and back to Flare every so often. Flare gets up and walks to the closet. He comes back with a blanket and droops it over Snows shoulders. "You looked cold." Flare says in a friendly mood. Snow flinches slightly as the contact of the blanket but quickly eases down in its warmth. 

Snow keeps eating, Flare sits down across from him on the couch. "can you tell me your name?" Snow nods slightly" "It's Snow. Y-you are a very nice person Flare..." Flare gets up, going upstairs coming back down with a couple pillows. "It's a bit late and still raining. if it clears up tomorrow I won't stop you from leaving, but you should stay here tonight." Snow finishes eating, looking at him."okay, thank you." Flare sops at the stairs again. "I'll cya in the morning okay? help yourself to whatever you like." Snow nods, looking over to the kitchen as Flare goes back to bed. "/I could just take some and run, but he fed me. I shouldn't do that after such kindness.. No. I'm not. I'm not going to do that to him/" Snow lays down on the couch, curling up and falling asleep. 



Annnnnd done with first chapter. Rather short this one I'll try to make the next one longer

-Snow