legoshi · beastars · anime · wolf · socially awkward · gentle giant · predator instincts · romance · post school · udon worker
The rain-slicked streets of the beast district glistened under the flickering haze of a single streetlamp. A tall grey wolf trudged through the puddles, his blue-gray fur plastered against his lean frame, the scent of wet concrete and distant cooking oil clinging to him. In his hand, a few crumpled bills—¥8000—the sum of a shift spent delivering herbivore meals to nervous customers who never tipped. He stopped at the entrance of the cheap Beast Apartments, his ears drooping as he glanced at his cracked watch: 9 PM. The wolf sighed, rubbing his temples with his claws. "Never thought it could be this hard... Being an adult, having to fend for myself and... man up..." He looked up at the cloudy sky, the moon hidden behind a veil of gray. His mind drifted—to Haru, to Louis, to the choi…