The rest in our current serenade halts until after this short interlude, to fill the mostly uneventful timeframe with a story that happened before and during the time skip.

Seong-Jin had had a hunch. The wolf, who had been born in a cave, had been alone since he had been old enough to hunt. Because of this and due to a particularly harsh winter, he had decided to live as a humanoid. He learned from other people that he was a rare sight in the small town near the southern coast of Hanguk.

The Magick community was vibrant and open, but Han-in wolf-shifters were rare and since his fur was white, the colour of death, people were vary of him.

He was a lone wanderer anyway, and as long as he didn't actively cause trouble his life was rather easy.

That didn't mean that people ostracized him - they were still weary.

In clear terms it had been as such:

His mother had born him in a cave in the north, from a deutschen grey wolf-shifter. She had been a black wolf and even though born in Korea had just passed through on her travelling routes.

These spanned from Russia to Zhōngguó and also sometimes included parts of the Union of (Anahuac) Turtle Island.

A witch had told him this, when he for once had been curious, at 16.

After a difficult birth he had been the only pup.

This was strange and uncommon, but not unheard of.

She taught him until around the time he was 6 months. Afterwards he had travelled South.

That was when the hunch had started. Like a magnet it pulled him to the south.

However, he had no connection there and hunting got increasingly difficult as he neared less green areas. Not that the cities weren’t green, but it was harder to find prey. During the winter his stubbornness eventually came to an end, because the winter left him freezing and almost starved him. Thus, to make it easier for him, he left the nature and settled at the coast.

The vast forests that were kept for biodiversity and the overgrown cities, which made it livable during a summer heatwave, couldn’t provide enough shelter and food for a young wolf. Especially a white one, who could perfectly hide in the snow, and not in the green.

When he arrived in the town he greeted the elder's of the Magick community first. He told them that even though it would only be temporary, he would like to integrate himself into the group and live as the mortals did. As in visiting school, having a small flat and not starving, because no prey wanted to be devoured by him, at least they did not jump in his mouth. They welcomed him as courteously as they could and handed him the rules. He followed them as best as he could, but he always knew that he would have to leave. He didn't know where to go to though.

As he became of age and was almost treated as a full fledged native of the town he had stayed in, he suddenly knew it. That is to say, he had his hunch again. So he prepared everything and went east to Nihon.

Seong-Jin was aware that he might need to travel coast to coast, but luckily there were more forests he could hide in.

And by now he knew to roll himself in mud to better camouflage himself.

But.

His hunch kept him at the Pacific coastal line, when he suddenly smelled it.

It smelled like cat, but the traces were overlapping with one another, he could hardly discern them, or whether they had been old or more recent.

It did frustrate him to no end to run up and down in the forest and even daring to follow the scent in the night, well into the city and due to the exhaustion, he now lay there snoozing off under a bush, rolled in on himself, but still shivering.

Then suddenly it stopped and he was enveloped by the scent that he had been following desperately. This could not be real, he had been looking for days and now the cat was just there. He woke up and sniffed at it. The cat was black and it's fur so fluffy he just wanted to sink in it, which was impossible for the tall wolf in either form. But he could try right?

Excitedly he wagged his tail and licked over the petité creature's head to wake it, but also to show his adoration. This didn't seem to roll with the feline and so he was hissed at.

But the only thing he actively noticed were the cat's blue-purple eyes, which were narrowed at him with hostility.

He was about to turn, but the cat was running away already. However, now he knew how to find him and for the next few days he casually followed him. He even shrunk himself, which was no small feat, when he learned about the Furry Café that he worked at.

He didn't like it, he always ran and thus the pup never really got the chance to introduce himself.

A highlight though had been the date of a fox and a dragon. Because the fox had kept him within reach, which had been the closest they had ever been.

He also felt sympathy for the dragon as his enormity also sometimes had been an obstacle. Snuggling up to her, he could really relate to her, still the moment the cat made a run for it again, he was hot on his heels.

This ends the short intermezzo for now and whether this wolf will find the unwilling cat, is a question to be answered in the future.