As dawn turned to dusk— stack was walking the town out of boredom. Smoke was currently dealing with everything, while he had already finished his side of the work.

Now, he wasn’t bored because he didn’t know anyone, it’s just no one wants to be around him. Either they’re scared, or they just hate him. Though he was supposed to be the more charismatic brother- a sizeable contrast to smoke

As his feet tire, he sits on a bench, Watching as the lights of the stores slowly dim. While only the street lamps are left on, the only other light being from the nearby inn.

He stares up at the sky, admiring the stars gleaming. And how brightly the moon shined down onto the town. But his solitude was quickly interrupted, as he heard a growl come from the alleyway. “…” he gets up and reaches for his knife, thinking it could be a feral animal. But when he stands in front of the alleyway, trying to make out what it was, he sees a pair of white eyes and a sharp smile emerge. “What the fuck…” he mutters to himself as he sees the blood drip from you chin.