Walter “Der Wolf” von Wolfsblut
"Well, this key looks kind of odd, but whatever this looks like my room. “, Walter mumbled to himself.
As soon as he opened the door he noticed a wolf, no it´s more of a dog, lying on one of the beds. "I hope you´re one of the friendly type’s." he said.
The dog whatsoever ignored Walter. *That´s odd, is he ok?*, he thought.
He only now recognizes that he was still wearing his Hunter mask. "Oh, that´s right I was hunting before I came here." he mumbled and removed the mask. *Good thing that I sneaked into the dorm, it would have been very awkward if someone saw me with this mask on*,he thought. The second he had removed it the dog seemed to notice him and ran up to him.
Now that the Mask was gone Walter shivered a little, after all the dog looked quite intimidating. The dog seemed to notice that and sat down, 3 meters away from Walter. "G-g-good Boy", he said,*I hope you are a boy after all.* he thought will saying this. Walter took the opportunity and placed his 2 military-looking boxes on the free bed, he placed his backpack on the side of the bed. The dog watched him very closely and seemed to be interested what was in the 2 boxes.
Walter disarmed himself and put his pistol in the locker and his knife on the bed.
The dog was still watching. Walter grabbed something out of his backpack and the dog seemed to like what he took out. "I-i, hope that your owner, I think Kazuya was his name, doesn´t mind if I give you something.", Walter said to the dog, while it seems that the eyes of the dog got bigger and bigger. "D-d-do you have a dog bowl or something like that?" he asked the dog and the dog seemed to understand what he said. Half a minute later the dog was back with his bowl at the same time Walter was finished with cutting the meat (from his little hunting trip). He took the bowl and saw a name written, no more like carved, on it. “Varg is your name?” he asked politely. Varg barked like he would agree with that, but also looked kind of confused; properly the Austrian accent messed up the name a little bit.
Walter gave some meat into the bowl and placed it on the ground. Varg started eating. Walter opened one of his boxes and took out a mask and put it on, after that he sat down and started to clean, repair and adjust his weapons like a machine. By the time Varg was finished, Walter was also done with his weapon service.
Varg looked at Walter with big eyes. Walter head no clue what he was looking at. Varg started to growl and Walter realized that Varg doesn´t like this mask. *Makes sense that he isn´t very friendly towards this mask, it is a Wolfs skull after all* he supposed. He placed his weapons in the locker and removed the mask, Varg stopped growling.
Varg barked friendly. He seemed to be tired and walked back to his bed, curled up and went to sleep. Walter took the bowl and followed Varg to his bed and looked at the place around his bed. “Well someone doesn´t take his cleaning duty´s very seriously.” , Walter said that with a rather sarcastic ton. Then he saw the rifle in the corner of the room and started to get anxious, he took out one of his masks and put it on, he started to relax again. After he had fully calmed down he took a second look. *Look at this a Winchester Model 70, this man got style. Long time since I have seen one of these and also what a good looking one. *, he thought while admiring the rifle. After that he said good bye to Varg, he barked softly probably to say goodbye as well, and went back to his bed.
Walter started to unpacked the rest of his stuff and sealed the 2 boxes again.
He was tired and was looking forward to sleep so he placed the boxes next to him and took of his mask. Lying in his bed he thought *That was a nice day, what will I do tomorrow, who knows. I hope I meet me roommates soon and I hope they can cope with my little problems.* He yawned and started to feel even more tiered.
Walter looked once more around his new home and started slowly to fade away into his sleep. |