Wolf Hoodie With Ears Novels & Stories

Then, I caught wind of a familiar scent. Lykos. The scent led me to a navy blue hoodie, large enough to pass for a mid length gown but cute to be worn with the accompaniment of leggings or joggers. I picked out the outfit and closed the door to the wardrobe. Moments later, I stood in front of the full length mirror, admiring my outfit with a grin of satisfaction at what I looked like; hoodie and large joggers that had me snuggled in. For reasons unknown, I packed my hair into a high bun, letting a few drop in loose curls down the left side of my face. My nose appeared too big in the mirror but who cared?

Jay slightly raises his voice, intimidating and powerful. Tessa shrinks under the weight of his voice. “Stop. Don't scare her.” I turn my head to him. He holds back his rage, clenching his jaws. “What else, Tessa?” “Whenever he came to our house, he wore a black hoodie with an eagle logo. I never saw his face but I know he is evil.” “We need to search the boys' dorms for a black hoodie with an eagle logo.” Words come out of my mouth as my gaze turns to Jay.

Lips, glossy, violet black perfection. When I stepped out, the boys wolf whistled in unison. “Holy hell,” Zephyr muttered. “We’re not going to make it to breakfast, are we?” “Oh, you are,” I teased. “But you're gonna suffer through it.” I twirled, letting the hem of my deep purple hoodie dress flip up just enough to tease. A silver skull sparkled on the chest, matching my combat boots. Fishnets completed the look because, obviously. I don’t do subtle.

Through the haze, I thought I saw a figure, tall, with a dark hoodie that looked somehow familiar. Then everything went black.

Though we're supernatural creatures and do not feel cold like a human does, I decided to discover myself as one of the humans and wear a pair of warm and cozy clothes. I started by picking a warm wool white sweater along with a black body warmer and fleece pants. Above them, I wore a red waterproof jacket. Not to mention the white mittens that go along with the white sweater and a warm white hat that covers both of my ears. A black scarf to complete the look and some warm thermal socks with some knee-high, waterproof rubber black boots. And finally ready to go.

He left his hairy legs and arm exposed. The other guy (presumed Anger), was quite dark in complexion, muscularly built, and chested. He was on green tint Mohawk. He wore: green studs on his right ear and nose, a buttoned T-shirt with a green leather jacket covering most of it, lemon-colored jeans trousers, and a pair of white sneakers.

I passed some houses, some homes, I wasn't sure these were wolf homes, they all smelled human, perfect, I need something to hide my ears away, I remember a piece of clothing that I really loved back in the day, they could hide a bruise, and hide some ears. A hoodie, I was looking at people's laundry, the one hanged out there, I should be able to find a hoodie here or there, the weather is getting colder, it's hoodie's season, I kept on looking until I found one. It's a male hoodie, big enough to cover my ears and my tail, it was perfect, I put it over and kept on walking, I don't think the forgotten buildings are around here, they must be on the edge of the town, I walked toward there.

"Of course, honey. Here, wear this - it's chilly in here." I’m taken aback when she hands me a yellow hoodie. It is a strikingly bright hue, and it is adorned with a logo that I had never seen before–a howling wolf beneath the words ‘Bluehills Wolfs’. It was a simple but profound design, and it immediately caught my eye.

The shelves that held everything along the walls were made out of a dark wood with etchings that reminded me of runes from television shows about witches. “Good to get out of the sun.” My companion comments, pulling back his hood. His dark hair falls forward in a mess, but one that suited him. That’s also when I noticed something else, a single hoop earring hanging from the top of his pointed ear, which means he wasn’t human after all. Attempting to hide my disappointment I respond, “Yeah, I’ve been out all day. Probably longer.” I mutter, trying not to stare at his ears. I think I’m over the initial shock, now I’m just curious to touch them.

He asked in a stutter "Take a look" I said, handing the earrings to him He observed them intently "You mean, you want me to keep this?" He asked "Yes, so long as you give me your hoodie" I answered In a blink of an eye, he pulled off the hoodie and handed it over to me I put it on almost immediately and hurried off "Kylie! Are you alright?" That was Arnold, thank goodness he was awake. He mindlinked me "Yes I am" I responded I asked of his well being and he confirmed that he was alright