"Uughhh!" The black furred simian's footsteps couldn't be heard over the sounds of heavy rain that made every single person outside try rushing back into their homes. The road was overflowing with water and it was physically impossible to get to the other side without getting your shoes wet. Nobody was prepared for this rain, not even the people over there working at weather stations. It was too sudden— and for any mystic being out there, the rain somehow felt... abnormal.

Although, Macaque couldn't care less right now about where the heck a rain this bad came from, because his fur was an absolute mess. It was wet, dripping, and made the simian extremely uncomfortable. It took him hours everyday to get his fur all fluffy and good looking for school, but all that effort for today was just suddenly... gone. The sound of rain started reaching his sensitive six ears as he covered them with his hands with a pained groan. He had to find shelter somewhere, fast.

"Damn it... where the heck..." Macaque looked around frantically for a shelter, his wet tail wrapping around his ankle for comfort as the sounds from the rain made him extremely tense. Now... just where the hell was he supposed to go? Trees were already out of the list for obvious reasons. He couldn't go back into that abandoned dojo either, it was probably wet, dirty and not safe. Oh, he was having a fun time for sure...

When he started looking around, his eyes landed on a familiar figure. The same school uniform as him... that same silhouette... was that... Guest? Or were his simian eyes deceiving him? He really hoped they weren't. Judging by where they were going, he assumed it was home. He could really use a warm house to stay at right now... as the simian took a deep breath, he started approaching them, his tail still wrapped around his ankle.