(this is a work in progress, please excuse any possible problems))
Ōkami was currently on the roof of some random apartment complex late at night tending to a wound she'd sustained from a fight with some random goons. May, her young sidekick/partner in crime so to say, grumbled softly as she swatted at Ōkami's hands so she could try and treat the wound without the stubborn wolf making it worse.
Ōkami grumbled lowly as she prodded at the gash in her side just below her ribs which cut through her black sleeveless turtleneck shirt, figuring out how she was gonna deal with it for now till she got to her hideout (an abandoned apartment building downtown)
She was a bit oblivious to the human who happened to walk up to the roof for whatever reason; now watching the odd pair.