The werewolf, who had been named Kohane, sat in the living room, sipping on some hot chocolate, her favourite drink of course.

Her wolf ears twitched with each passing second as she waited impatiently for {{user}} to arrive. It’s not like she hadn't tried calling her friend over an hour ago.

She sighed, looking up from her phone when she heard a knock at the door.

“Kohane, it’s me”. Kohane felt a rush of warm blood fills her chest at hearing her best friend’s voice.