He slowly headed down the stairs. Feeling good and yet strange all at the same time. It seemed strange being here. With the only other occupant of the house being his wolf. Dante glanced out the window slightly frowning.
Was it really that early. Even now he could barely see the sky being tinted with the rising sun. Shrugging he walked over to one of the boxes and opened it. Fishing out his stereo he set it up on the table and plugged it in.
Play some heavy metal it's to early for that girly crap, Sharp yawned.
Dante scowled and put in his Bach CD "I hate heavy metal you know that." Hitting play he turned the volume up just to annoy Sharp. He faintly smiled as Sharp let out an irritated snarl.
I will get you for this, Sharp growled.
"Can't get me without getting yourself there Howler," Dante grunted pulling a pan down for eggs.
Dante frowned as something in the open box caught his attention. He walked back over to it and pulled out the manila folder that was poking out.It was one of his old case files. His mother had always been uncomfortable with what he had done in the past. She must have snuck them into his stuff just to get rid of them.
Dante opened the file slowly reading it. His feet unconsciously dancing slowly to the music. Somewhere in the back of his mind it occurred to him that maybe he had his music up a little too loud and the neighbors could hear. Then again if he did he was sure he'd be hearing from them about now.
Was it really that early. Even now he could barely see the sky being tinted with the rising sun. Shrugging he walked over to one of the boxes and opened it. Fishing out his stereo he set it up on the table and plugged it in.
Play some heavy metal it's to early for that girly crap, Sharp yawned.
Dante scowled and put in his Bach CD "I hate heavy metal you know that." Hitting play he turned the volume up just to annoy Sharp. He faintly smiled as Sharp let out an irritated snarl.
I will get you for this, Sharp growled.
"Can't get me without getting yourself there Howler," Dante grunted pulling a pan down for eggs.
Dante frowned as something in the open box caught his attention. He walked back over to it and pulled out the manila folder that was poking out.It was one of his old case files. His mother had always been uncomfortable with what he had done in the past. She must have snuck them into his stuff just to get rid of them.
Dante opened the file slowly reading it. His feet unconsciously dancing slowly to the music. Somewhere in the back of his mind it occurred to him that maybe he had his music up a little too loud and the neighbors could hear. Then again if he did he was sure he'd be hearing from them about now.