all_is_truth | The lonely become either thoughtful or empty.

Who: Dezzi
When: Any night with a visible moon.
What: Social creatures need social time.

Humans are social animals. Wolves are more so. Werewolves, Dezzi was beginning to believe, had a double dose of needing people. There was so much to do, yet more days than not she didn't see anyone. The voice of the mad city wasn't helping. It wasn't...a person. It didn't care. It couldn't touch her (she wasn't sure she'd let it if it could).

So after a while there was nothing she could think to do other than set her fuzzy purple-and-grey ass down on the concrete and howl.