Just a Small Wolf…Or Not

****(POV)

For once I've been drinking.

After that encounter with that Ice guy, I needed it.

Sometimes I worry about the future.

My future.

The future of the guild.

What will happen to the continent too.

How war will affect us.

I seriously want the kill the guy.

But we'll need his power.

I don't think he'll completely go against the guild either.

He seems to be wanting to climb rankings and obtain a position of power.

I'll just keep working hard.

I'll kick the useless tamers out.

I'll slowly solidify our power as an organization.

I'll make sure to use his abilities to their fullest somehow.

All of this is gonna be a huge fucking pain.

Can't be helped.

I drink and I forget all my problems.

Until it's time to go.

I have lots of things to take care of.

I need to ….

*Bump*

"Who the hell is the dumb bastard bumping into me!"

I didn't react as there was no killing intent.

That and I may have drunk a bit too much.

A dog? No, a small white wolf.