Boreal was sitting at the bottom of a tree, tail curled around him. He didn't like being home. Lucifer would always bug him and Boreal couldn't threaten to harm Lucifer for he was a ghost. Nor did he like being near or around the shop. there ALWAYS seemed to be someone there to bug him. He had recently gotten into a fight as well. Boreal quickly shook the thoughts away with a heavy sigh following afterwords. He found just about everything stupid and pointless. Love, life, other wishes and all that stuff. He even wondered why he was here at times.
His mind began to wonder again, thus making him frustrated with himself. Just then, he heard soft humming noises coming his way. True, it was a nice sound but... Boreal growled at it, not wanting it to come closer at all. But knowing his luck, it would.