We can honor who we've been and choose who we want to be next / ghost

[AUGUST]

August didn't know what he thought of, well, ghosts and spirits and all that. He had heard of such concepts before, sure, but he had never seen one with his own eyes. He had an idea of what the afterlife was — he supposed that it was considered "Heaven", although he followed no religion in particular. August believed that his family and ancestors were walking among the stars, looking down on him and guiding him whether he felt them or not. That was what his mother had always told him, he supposed.

These days, August found himself snooping more and more into other peoples business. Not.. intentionally, of course. He couldn't help that some strange lady was walking around with a device and talking to someone that wasn't there. His curiosity was piqued, and the wolf pup found himself observing her from the sidelines. He was still a bit... sheepish around strangers, but he was constantly working on his social skills. Would it really hurt to ask? "Uhm.." He gulped and stepped forward, questioning hesitantly, "Who are you talking to..?" It was a valid question, was it not? After all, the scene before him did look a bit odd.