"Little White?"
You're a wolf. How can you just stare blankly at the clouds?
Little White turned to look at me, then lifted its head and howled loudly at the clouds.
"Awoooo~"
Its long howl rang through the whole courtyard. That wasn't right. I'd never heard it howl before. What was going on this time?
I looked at Little White, then up at the distant clouds. Rain nearby was perfectly normal. It was just an ordinary rainstorm. What was the problem?
I walked over to Little White and crouched beside it, bringing myself down to its level. I looked into the distance again, but all I saw was a mass of dark clouds.
They were gloomy and heavy, but they were still just
clouds. So what was the point of Little White howling at them?
"Awoooo~"
It howled again, leaving me unsure what to do. I didn't mind it howling, but a wolf's howl could carry a long way. I didn't care,
but that didn't mean the people farther away wouldn't.
"Little White, stop howling. You'll disturb everyone."
Little White stopped at once and turned to look at me, saying nothing... Well, of course! If it could talk, it would really be a spirit!
"Come on, let's go inside."
As I spoke, I patted its head, then took the iron pot from the back seat. I left the car door open and sat there eating the ribs that had gone cold in the pot, tossing the bones to Little White along the way. I also saved some soup and meat for it to eat that night.
After finishing, I washed the pot. I'd have to return it tomorrow.
With that thought, I turned and went inside. After a moment's thought... I had nothing else to do, so I took out