A splash of rain greeted Jay's face, waking him immediately. He had fallen asleep outside for the third time in this week, probably due to his (and just about every other teen's) desire to be fully animalistic. Had he known it would rain this morning, though, he would've prepared a bit better; perhaps he should've blocked the door to his room last night after all. He normally found no harm in his late night wanderings, but he hated rain. Sure, it kept things alive, and he loved the way the sky looked dark when it was stormy, but all rain produced for him was mud and rainbows. He couldn't even fully enjoy these phenomonea; he could see more color than most wolves, but it wasn't enough to complete the full array of colors known to other species.
For now, he got up, brushed the mud from his sleeping clothes, and ran his fingers along his ears. He hated water getting into them, as it was not an easy task getting it out. Luckily, his inner ears were relatively dry, and when he checked his tail, only a few spots of mud speckled the furry appendage. He would have to be quick getting inside, as the rain would only get worse. Keeping his ears flat, he ran inside, his paws sinking in the mud a little with each step. Wiping them on a welcoming back door mat, he stepped inside his house and began his daily routine.
For now, he got up, brushed the mud from his sleeping clothes, and ran his fingers along his ears. He hated water getting into them, as it was not an easy task getting it out. Luckily, his inner ears were relatively dry, and when he checked his tail, only a few spots of mud speckled the furry appendage. He would have to be quick getting inside, as the rain would only get worse. Keeping his ears flat, he ran inside, his paws sinking in the mud a little with each step. Wiping them on a welcoming back door mat, he stepped inside his house and began his daily routine.
