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Morning Walk

By MrSiriusLee

It was dark. The sun hadn't even risen, the birds were still sleeping and yet there was already movement to be seen inside a certain house. A few movements from the kitchen to the living room, back and forth until finally the man exited his abode.

Wearing a simple sleeveless black hoodie and gray sweatpants, the black-furred coyote named Trent stepped out from the comforts of his home and into the outside world. The yote looked around, enjoying the quiet atmosphere before sighing and scratching his head.

The 5 foot 8 coyote had recently recovered from a leg injury. It wasn;t anything bad, but it was enough that he had to rest and recuperate for almost a week. That's many days of him being in bed and not exercising, the itch to simply move his body too strong to ignore. While the doctors wanted to let him rest for a few more days, they gave him the okay to simply walk around, so that's what he's gonna do today.

He felt his toned arms, feeling it harden underneath the touch of his calloused paws. He was glad there wasn't any significant loss in mass, but he was itching to run up to the nearest gym and lift some weights. The yote has been a gymrat ever since he was allowed inside one. Being in his house with nothing to do is boring enough.

He was glad some of his friends managed to visit him. It made the days less dull, that's for sure, but he still wanted to get that early morning breeze, to feel a bit of burn, and most importantly to see the sunrise.

"It's been too long..." he mused, tilting his head up. Seeing the dark sky gave the yote some calm as he took deep breaths before walking towards the park. He had to stop himself from breaking into a jog. He rather not disobey the doctor's orders.

The coyote stopped a bit to check his stuff. He had his usual things; his keys, his phone...

...and then there was his flask.

He grabbed the flask that was hanging by his waist, clipped onto his belt and opened it, looking at the contents. Instead of the usual water or even his favorite energy drink, he filled the container with an unusual drink his friend brought him.

His friend Ross, an incredibly rude yet affectionate kangaroo, bought a whole container for him from a convenience store. Apparently it was some kind of fruit juice with herbs and all that? He had to admit, he isn't really a big fan of juices, and he said just that to the roo who merely shrugged.

"Just fucking take it, dude." Ross said, his perpetually tired maroon eyes looking at the coyote lying on his bed. "It's a pretty harmless drink, or so I'm told. And if it isn't I'll kill the guy for you."

The coyote widened his eyes before chuckling. Threats like that are usually empty coming from the roo, who simply crossed his arms, huffing and tilting his head up.

"What? I'll do it." The kangaroo said, eyeing his legs before going back to the yote, grinning that usual tired grin he always had. "But seriously, just drink it when you have the time."

So here he is, fulfilling his promise by bringing it with him as he walks through the rarely quiet neighborhood. It was nice seeing the neighborhood like this, the streets are usually loud but lively. Sometimes, though, he appreciated the quietness.

His cobalt eyes looked around as he took a small swig on his bottle and almost jumped at the taste.

"Huh..."

It was strawberry, he thought as he smacked his lips. He...didn't hate it, though if he had to choose then maybe strawberry isn't a flavor he wanted...

"Not like I have a choice." He sighed as he clipped the flask back on his belt, standing up straight to his full 6 foot 3 height. The sun is gonna rise in a few hours and he wanted to reach the city park before it happens. The view of the sunrise there is just such a beauty.

Trent nodded to himself as he continued his walk, the flask hanging by his hip, his clothes, his items grew alongside him as he grew without noticing.

***

The usual trail he took always started at the concrete jungle that was the city. His footsteps are quiet as he traversed the usual ins and outs of the street with slow steps. As much as he was itching for a jog, he rather not strain his leg any further.

He passed by a few people, those who had their work early or those who decided to walk before the sun had risen. The tall coyote nodded at them back, wishing it was him who was jogging, but alas. He took a short swig at his flask once again, as he passed by a few more people looking up to him. Being a tall yote at 7 foot 3 made him a giant on his own, his shoulders above the heads of many people.

He looked down, seeing the tops of people passing by. He simply chuckled, being heads above many people was normal to him. He remembered being scouted many times for basketball in both high school and college, refusing many of them as easily as he isn't just interested in laying sports.

He stopped when he saw the light go green, people pooling around him as a few cars passed by.

"There's quite a lot of people this early..." He mused, as he continued to wait. Trent looked down at the people around them. None of their heads even reached up to his shoulders as he waited for the light to turn green.

He took another swig from his extra-large flask, a longer one this time. He's actually enjoying the strawberry flavor of the drink and so far there weren't any side effects of some sorts. Guess he had to thank Ross later for this.

He clipped the flask back on his belt. Just in time, the light turned red and he let people pass by before crossing the street. The 10 foot 9 giant coyote walked amongst the smaller people, their heads not even reaching his chest as he easily walked a few feet ahead with his longer legs.

The giant looked around, seeing the people walk by as they disappeared from his vision as they walked closer to him. He needed to look down to see them pass by him and Trent smiled. The sight was such a normal thing for him, his height allowed him to tower even the tallest of basketball players, their stature not even reaching the base of his meaty pecs. He was glad he wasn't a beanpole, having decent musculature to give him a model's build.

Which is why he is annoyed that he can't push his body right now. It was hard enough to build muscle with his gigantic height, and the worry of losing all of that is starting to seep in as the days come by. The amount of work he needed to gain muscle as he kept on growing taller and taller through the years had been painful.

He raised his arm, a few feet above the heads of many and flexed it. He felt his bicep with his paw, still feeling the hardness in his muscle. He let himself grin as he heard the awe of the few people below him. The proud yote is never shy in showing off his incredibly tall and strong stature as he continues walking, large paws hitting the concrete.

It took a few minutes till he saw the park ahead. Trent broke into a smile as he now entered the more greener parts of the city. He could see trees, a few feet taller than him, surrounding him as he entered the park proper. Hearing the birds chirp, the leaves rustle with the wind, it was utterly relaxing to the giant coyote.

He took another long drink as he continued looking at the common sight of the very top of the trees below him. The trees are probably 12 or 13 feet tall, just a couple feet under his mighty 15 feet 9 stature. The leaves near him brush against his torso, some leaves even getting inside his incredibly large clothes, one of the downsides of being this tall, as he continues walking forward. The coyote could see the large lake from his point of view, and he was eager to enjoy the sunrise from there.

The trees finally cleared out and the yote stood there with his paws on his hips. He took a deep, deep breath, his chest inflating as he took in the morning breeze. It was therapeutic, just being here made him forget his injury.

Trent heard talking below him. He looked down and saw a couple of people passing between his incredibly tall and toned legs. They had to be below 6 feet considering their heads barely reached his crotch, their bodies shorter than his incredibly toned legs. Then again most people are. Just that his puberty granted him a height that towers over everyone.

"Hey there." He greeted the couple, his deep, smooth voice rumbling his chest as the two looked up to him and greeted him back. The difference in height was staggering, but it was a normal occurrence for the yote as he continued walking, taking another swig of his drink.

As a 20 foot 8 tall coyote, he was used to seeing people not even reaching his knees. Seeing people grow smaller in his eyes as he grew in the years was such a surreal sight, but he was glad he had some friends with him.

Speaking of, he should probably call his friend later. Thank him for the drink and all that.

After a few more careful steps, trying to make sure not to destroy benches and trash cans like last time, he found his usual spot by the beautiful lakeside. It was a grassy open space, perfect for picnics, but for him it was just the right size for the gigantic yote to simply sit down on the grass and enjoy the view with a lot of extra space.

He gingerly sat down, his paws on the ground as he enjoyed the view that was in front of him; a beautiful lake surrounded by greens, with the backdrop of towering buildings. The juxtaposition of nature and city, progress and ancient...or something like that.

He hugged his knees as he felt the wind brush through him, the morning breeze had always been so refreshing to feel. He looked around and saw a few people walking around. Despite sitting down, none of them reach up to his chest. He waved at the few people who pass by, greeting them with a giant smile as big as his stature.

"Excuse me! Sir!" One shouted which got Trent's attention. He turned to a group of teens,all of them looking so small against the sitting yote. One of them was holding a camera and he smiled. He had a feeling what they'll ask as he crouched, his head moving closer to the group.

"A picture with me?" He said and the group nodded. That got a laugh out of the giant yote as the group positioned themselves in front of the yote. Trent let his paws surround him as he did a pose, but not before taking another swig of his giant flask. He shook the container, there's probably more than half left, before placing it on the ground. Even his flask is huge, almost taller than some people, a proper tool for a 50 foot giant like him.

The group pooled by his feet, the mighty paws towered over them as they spent a bit of time posing, the mighty yote in the background like a towering structure. Then again, he kind of is...

He raised his bare, muscled arms and did a double biceps pose. Even from below, the group of students could see how well-maintained those guns are. If he were to be the same size as them, then he could out-muscle them easily.

Trent could hear the voices of the group as they took many pictures with him, bless his good hearing. Afterwards, the group offered Trent to take a good look at the pics, and so he crouched down on all fours, his head towering over them as he got closer to the point that his head was hitting the grass.

He smiled as he saw the incredibly small people as they tried to make him see the final results. One even climbed on his face, which earned him a giggle from the giant and a few worried shouts from their friends.

"Don't worry. I won't move." Trent said as he finally got a good glimpse of the pics. HIs cobalt eyes shining at one particular pic of him in the background, posing and flexing his arms as the group posed as if they were showcasing the yote like a building. He looked even bigger in this pic, like he was almost thrice as tall than he really is.

He actually wondered what would happen if he were to grow taller than he is now. The very feeling of growing and growing taller had become quite a euphoric experience many years ago. Ah, but it's not like he could do that now...

He smiled as the group said their goodbyes, apparently they had morning classes, god bless them, and decided to take a shortcut by the park. Trent said his goodbye, waving a gigantic paw at the running group as they saw them scurrying to their first class.

Right, that reminds him. He grabbed his gigantic phone in his hand, only one of its size, and went to his contacts. He tapped on one name in particular, a certain sassy roo...

The phone rang once, twice, thrice before he looked at the time on his phone.

4:25 a.m.

"Uh-oh."

Before he could even end the call, he could even hear the growling, annoyed voice of his friend answering.

"Who. The fuck. Calls this early. In the fucking morning!?"

The yote chuckled nervously, his deep voice can't help but shake a bit as he answered. "H-hey there, Ross."

He heard more grumbling from the other side and Trent couldn't help but laugh out loud nervously. Right, he forgot that th roo ain't a morning person.

"God, fuck you Trent."

"Sorry, sorry I forgot! I swear."

"I swear to fucking god, you fucking yote. I will end you."

The giant yote's chuckles turn mirthful, the people below him are kind of worried as Trent continues to laugh.

The kangaroo sighed. "Morning, I guess."

"G-good, hehe, morning." Trent could barely stop his laughter. He had to try and drown it all with a swig of his drink. The cherry-flavored drink smoothly went down as the roo went on.

"Why the fuck did you call me at..." Trent heard shuffling from the other side. "...I am this close to ending your life myself."

"Try it, tiny."

"Oh, I will and you know it!"

The yote laughed, his deep voice booming. Teasing the roo within limits had been his go-to. As much as how violent the roo talks, he rarely acts up on, self-admitting that he was all bark when it comes to those close to him.

"Yeah, yeah...laugh it off, fucker." Ross said, the growling was accompanied by footsteps as the yote's laughter subsided.

"I'm sorry, really. I was thinking about that drink you gave me, so I was about to thank you and..."

"...you called me. In the morning."

"Pretty much. I forgot that you aren't a morning person like me."

Trent heard a sigh coming from the other side as he sat crossed legs, making sure not to hit the people with his mighty legs. Sometimes being a 100 foot tall coyote is hard, mainly due to the fact you have to be extra careful.

"Breakfast."

The yote looked back at his incredibly large phone. "What?"

"Treat me to some and I'll forgive you."

Trent smirked, that's code for 'I forgive you but I want food' in Ross-speak. "Sure, sure! Meet you back in your apartment then?"

"Where else?" Ross said, a bit more shuffling before speaking up once more. "And how's your leg?"

"Doing great right now. I got the okay to simply walk around. I'm at the park right now." Speaking of, he looked at the people walking by, incredibly tiny compared to him. "Just people-watching."

Ross scoffed. "You giants and your hobbies, I fucking swear."

The two laughed it off as the yote took another swig of his drink and stood up to his full 300 feet height. The gigantic yote towered over everything as he got a good view of the entire park. He looked down, the tiny people looked even more so from his point of view, the tree barely reaching his ankles as clouds hovered just a few feet shy of his head.

Trent smirked at the sight of the city in front of him. "I'm gonna go now. See you later?"

"Yeah, yeah. Just be careful."

The roo was the first to hang up. 'Typical', Trent thought as he pocketed his phone on his sweatpants, the fabric enough to cover an buildings, before stretching his torso, twisting and turning it, his muscles flexing as he did so. If he is right, then he could join Ross for breakfast, then watch the sunrise, then go back to his home for his own breakfast.

"Alright, time's a wastin'." He said as he traversed to the deeper part of the city. His stride so much farther as his incredibly long legs took him out of the park almost immediately. His paws cast a large shadow every time he raised it, and he had to be careful not to step on any vehicles.

A normal thing for the giant coyote that is now on the way to his friend's apartment.

***

Traversing the city can be quite hard when most of the buildings reach merely a few feet below your head and your muscled body is almost as wide as the streets. Not to mention the vehicles below moving alongside your foot paws.

Trent had to be careful on all fronts, looking both up, to the side, and below to make sure he wouldn't cause that much destruction. His gentle steps are thought out, making sure each vehicle will pass by safely. His toned arms are always to the side, especially when the buildings, though rarely, reach beyond his shoulders. His tail is straight as a rod, not moving even an inch in fear of swiping a vehicle with his appendage

It became quite easy as time went by. He grew up in this place, literally in his case, reaching inhuman milestones a few years ago. Seeing such buildings becoming smaller and smaller in time was a high that he realized he liked, and he actually got sad when his growth stopped.

Sometimes he wished he could grow again, but eh, he passed his growth years a long time ago. It's not like he could just...grow another 50 feet like that one year.

"Man, that year was crazy." He mumbled under his breath, reaching out to his gigantic flask and took another long drink as he reminisced about his incredibly potent puberty.

It was then he eyed a certain building. It was a tower, 500 feet in height and boasts its observatory, where you can see everything the city can offer with its towering height.

Trent grinned as he lumbered closer to the tower, its very tip just reaching the coyote's hips as the 850 foot tall giant stood near it.

He remembered this one as the only way he could measure himself. As he grew up, it was becoming harder and harder to measure his incredible height, so the doctors used actual buildings as a reference, and yet Trent outgrew them all until he reached this particular building.

He clearly remembered the faces of the doctors when he reached exactly 501 feet tall, and then became taller almost everyday until he became the titan that he is now. Just the rush of knowing he would wake up taller everyday was just exhilarating.

"Ah, that's enough reminiscing. I have a grumpy roo to appease." Trent laughed as he took a step back. He crouched down, saw a lot of people looking at him at the tower's observatory and waved at them before looking below him.

"It should be around here somewhere..."

It was hard to discern which building was which as he could only see the rooftops, and even then they were too low for him. He was glad he got good eyesight as even the cars on the road are too hard to notice at this height, never mind the people which are little less like ants to him!

After a few more searches, he found the apartment where Ross lives, just a bit of shuffle by his left. Gentle steps resumed, each one causing a short-lived earthquake. This is something the yote can't help but cause, as much as he wanted not to. He was just glad the city is well-equipped to handle him.

As he came closer, he immediately saw the grumpy roo standing at the middle of the rooftops.

'There he is, the man of the hour.' Trent mused.

Ross, brown-furred and wearing the same colored hoodie as he had, except the yote's hoodie is immensely larger to accommodate his muscled, 850 feet height and the roo's had sleeves on his. He still has his printed pajamas on. Knowing him, it's to show how he just woke up.

He wanted to sneak by, but sadly he had such a large presence that he was noticed almost immediately. Ross saw him and simply waved his arms.

Guess that's his cue.

Looking for space in between the buildings, he crouched down till the apartment building is level with the base of his pecs. It made him grin how he still towered over most of the buildings despite crouching down. He lowered his head to meet up with the obviously grumpy roo.

The kangaroo scoffed, a tired grin on his face. "Had the gall to be slow when you fucking woke me up at 4 in the morning..."

The yote chuckled, his voice reverberating from his chest going outward. "Morning, Ross."

The kangaroo sighed before moving closer, leaning towards the railing of the rooftops as he tilted his head up to look at the coyote. "Morning to you too, you big lug." Ross said, not as annoyed as earlier but still there. "Ready to treat me to some breakfast?"

"Do I have a choice?"

"Considering I got your cards, hell no."

The two laughed at that, both not moving an inch from their positions.

The roo had become Trent's little treasurer, handling all his money and assets that he got from all those people studying him and his condition that made him the giant that he is. It was a perfect fit, really. The roo's abrasive attitude made him the perfect guard for his money and the roo made sure not to spend a single cent without permission. He's been doing it for years as a favor but he does his job well, in return the coyote allows Ross to splurge and spend a bit of money he got from the scientists.

Pretty much the least he could do for being a good friend.

"What are you craving for today?"

The kangaroo hummed a bit, clearly thinking his meal through. "Hashbrowns."

That simple answer made Trent hungry. "Oh, man. It's been a while since I had hashbrowns. You think I can ask the chefs to make me one later?"

"Wanna bet on it?"

"Considering you have my cards, hell no."

The two laughed, their friendly banter is something Trent missed from time to time.

"How's your leg, by the way?" Ross mused, turning around and leaning down on his elbows. "I swear if you got it injured again, you fucker."

"It's doing fiiiine, I'm fine. You don't have to worry..."

"If that's the case, then carry me to my breakfast. Pronto."

Trent simply chuckled as he moved his head away and held out his hand in front of Ross. The paw is at least thrice as wide and larger than the rooftop and it was satisfying to see the roo jump to his paw. He was like a little ant crawling on his soft pawpads, he could feel his little footsteps and everything.

"If you crush me, I will haunt you forever."

Trent merely chuckled at the roo's surprising statement as he stood up slowly to his full 850 feet height. "Wouldn't dream of it, dude." He held out his paw in front of him, the kangaroo sitting at the middle of his thumb. "You okay there?"

"Yup." The roo said, his voice loud and clear despite the apparently immense size difference. "Now go! Move! Give me some food!"

"Aye, aye, your highness."

***

The walk to the nearest fast food serving was, of course, a quick one considering the height of Ross' ride. The problem is finding out that was, one: serving hashbrowns, and two: serving this early. The roo had to search for one on his phone. Meanwhile, the coyote took a quick sip of his drink as the roo looked for any hash browns.

The yote looked around, trying to help but it was hard to find something so tiny with his significant height of 1300 feet. Everything just looks miniscule on his perspective, the finer details were lost on him.

At last, the kangaroo found a place just nearby and the yote got the directions from his tiny friend. Technically it was at least a 30 minute walk for the kangaroo, but for the giant coyote he barely made a step and he was already there! Truly, the yote's height can be advantageous at times and the grumpy-slash-hungry roo is thankful for that.

"You better wait up for me or else!" Ross said as he disappeared into the establishment. Trent can't help but notice how small the place is. He could probably hold it up in between his two fingers like a grain of rice.

He chuckled at that thought as he sat down at one of the flat city blocks that was made specifically for him to rest and sit on. He was thankful the city was attentive to his needs, but as a titan of 1300 feet tall, he was technically this city's wonder.

He sighed, tilting his head up, his hand stirring the contents of his gigantic flask. There was at least half of it left, and he had to admit he was liking this drink so much.

Maybe he could ask for another? He didn't know if any convenience stores were still selling this. He had to ask Ross to buy one for him again.

The giant yote sighed, the clouds floated by as the morning breeze swept through his clothes and fur. There were now a lot of people walking by as he eyed the streets. So many dots walking. The fast moving ones are definitely cars and other vehicles.

Being this big, it made it so easy to disconnect himself from the lives of many, so he was glad that Ross and a few others still contact him from time to time. He knew it was hard to have fun with a giant many times their size, but the fact that they do, or try to, made his giant heart warm.

Speaking of, he saw the kangaroo coming back from his trip, carrying bags of food clearly for himself. He'll have to eat later back at his little den, already anticipating what was prepared for him.

"Satisfied with your haul, Ross?"

"Fuck yeah. Thanks for paying." The roo said, his signature tired grin a bit brighter and the coyote knew that the roo is fully appeased. Mission accomplished.

"That's a lot of bags, though. What else did you get besides hashbrowns?" Trent said as he gently let down a finger for the roo to climb onto. The tiny dot from the yote's perspective took its sweet time to climb up and be comfy before he carried him to a nearby rooftop.

"Got myself some mocha latte and a chilidog." Ross said as he jumped down, making sure his food was fine and intact.

Despite this, the coyote is hundred feet taller even while seated so Trent had to crouch down significantly. "They got a chilidog?"

"Fuck yeah!" The roo exclaimed, already munching on a hash brown as he sat down on a bench. "They got some good selection here, might have to come back here next time."

"That good, huh?" The coyote mused as he watched the roo eat. He took another quick drink from his flask, letting the cherry drink swish around his mouth before gulping it all down with a sigh. "That was really good..."

"You like the drink?"

The question made the yote turn to the incredibly tiny roo. He grinned as he showed the building-sized flask on his hand to Ross. "Pretty much finished half of it. It's really good!"

"Good, I was wondering if you'll like it."

The yote chuckled at that as he took another quick swig. "Wherever you got this, it was great. Do you think you could buy some more?"

"If they have another sale, yeah. Do you know how much I bought for you?"

The yote chuckled, remembering how he got a truck full of the stuff one day, and all of it filled up his 400 foot tall flask. "That's fair. Bet it takes a lot to make a drink for someone my size." Trent said almost proudly, flexing an incredibly large arm to the roo, who merely scoffed at the sight.

The two continued to hang out like this, the kangaroo eating his breakfast while the coyote looked around the city. Moments like this made the 2400 foot tall giant feel normal. It was kind of scary growing up so fast until your very friends looked so tiny but they managed to stay together even under these circumstances.

The two simply stayed there for a few minutes, till the coyote noticed that the sky is almost lit now. The sunrise is gonna start soon.

"Now where the fuck are you going, big guy?"

The yote froze on his spot, he didn't even notice his body about to stand up as he stared at the glaring roo. It would have been more intimidating if it weren't for the incredibly massive size difference between them and the fact Ross has some chili on his nose.

Trent merely chuckled. "I know, I know. I just wanna walk out of the city. Stretch my legs. See the sunrise. It won't be long."

The glare went on, the roo almost growling as the coyote smiled nervously. It wasn't until Ross sighed and shooed him away with his hand did Trent feel okay. "Just fucking go, dude. But I swear, if you get hurt again-!"

"I won't. I promise."

The roo stood up, looking smug. "You better, or I'll find a way to beat your ass."

Trent laughed at that threat as he took a swig of his energy drink, and was reminded that he should thank Ross' friend for this.

The yote stretched his legs towards the two empty city blocks in front of him. The 3000 feet coyote is too big for this city, but this is where he grew up, so he visits it from time to time, especially when meeting up with his friends.

He crouched down as low to see the incredibly miniscule roo look up to him in awe before kneeling.

"Thanks, Ross, for this and the drink."

"It's nothing, you big ass yote." Ross said as he saw the giant's finger move close to him. The finger towered over the roo as he moved closer and hugged it, patting it for good measure. "See you soon, I guess."

"Yeah. Visit me again sometime, tiny." Trent said, laughing as the smiling kangaroo gave him an affectionate middle finger as he stood up, and up, and up until he could see clouds floating near his head.

It took only a few steps and he was already more than halfway out of the city bounds as he continued walking. A giant of his stature is able to traverse such distance quickly, and it was something he appreciated when he started passing the thousand feet mark.

He looked below and saw the tower once more. The 500 feet building barely level with the middle of his calves. Passing that when he was growing up was a milestone and now the damn tower is so small that he could probably pick it up and carry it with one hand.

Of course he wouldn't do that. He was a nice giant, though he admits he wanted to do something like that sometime soon. Maybe he should find an abandoned building to throw around?

Another step, and he was out of the city proper, the road going to other cities between his legs, little tiny cars running along it. The yote looked down, and chuckled when he could barely make out the finer details of each vehicle that was passing by. All he could see were just tiny, tiny dots speeding through. People are even smaller, Trent thought and he imagined his group of friends just sitting and having a picnic in his little finger.

He sighed as he drank more of his drink, letting the cold breeze pass through his 15000 feet body as he enjoyed it. He looked at his gigantic flask, the size towering even the buildings of the city below, and saw that there's a little more than a quarter in his drink.

"Guess that's enough for later." Trent mused as he saw clouds passing by his torso, as he walked towards his special sunrise spot. Such white fluffyness, he thought.

He remembered the time when he reached...7000 feet was it? Right, he reached 7000 feet tall when he tried grabbing a large cloud, expecting it to be just as fluffy as it was on tv shows. All he got was wet paws as he felt all the precipitation from that cloud.

He had to admit, he was heartbroken when he found that out. He wanted to build a house for his friends so that he didn't have to crouch down so incredibly low just to meet them. It's only when they decide to climb a mountain, with the help of the team taking care of the yote, do they ever meet.

That's why that little visit in the city with Ross was so special to him. Sure he can't really interact with the roo since the tip of his finger is bigger than entire city blocks, but just having Ross sprawl around his finger as he eats his breakfast is enough.

Now that he thought of it, he could probably have the city's entire population in his paw. Let them have a little party as he watched over from the very top. Maybe if he grew a bit bigger then he can just carry the entire city in his paw, just upheave the entire ground like that...

Ah, sadly he hasn't grown anymore, but it was something he could imagine.

Trent continued walking, causing earthquakes for every step of his incredibly large paws. It's hard not to cause any scene with his size, but at the very least the entire world knows of him since he reached 10000 feet. He traverses miles of land with ease, going to a particular spot by the edge of the continent that gives him a good view of the ocean and the sun rising. He found out about it as he was walking around, trying to get used to being so tall and titanic.

He saw mountains around, their summit barely reaching his shoulders. Trent fought the urge to bodycheck them all; he knew he could crush them easily. "These muscles ain't just for show." Trent mused as he continued to walk, grabbing his flask and drinking a bit of his drink.

It only took a few minutes for the 35,000 feet tall coyote to go from the middle of the continent to the very edge. He passed by many cities before he could finally see the ocean, and in turn, his little viewing spot: a cluster of mountains with a barren valley at the middle that acts as his little seat. It looks unnatural, which it is since he was the one who made it like this.

He crouched down, eyeing the place and making sure that there weren't any people around the area. His height made it very, very, VERY hard for him to see other people. The tallest among them being 7 feet is barely a hundredth of his height.

He sat down, his rump hitting the ground and creating a strong quake all around him. Trent looked over the horizon, clouds brightening as the sun slowly but surely rose, painting the scenery with a mixture of golds and yellows.

The coyote is mesmerized. The scenery is something that he will never get tired of. The sun rising, the ocean sparkling, clouds being painted by many shades of yellows floated by. Even when he was little, as in like 4 feet tall, he had been a fan of watching the sun rise. And as the years went by, as he grew and grew and continued to be such a titan, the sight just became even more beautiful. It was something that felt magical to him, something that he wanted to share to his tiny friends.

He sighed as he raised his right foot to his seat and hugged his knee as he smiled. Maybe he should invite everyone again like last time. Have them sit down by his legs as they enjoy the same view he sees almost everyday.

Trent set his arms down, hitting his flask clipped by his hip. He looked at it, the titanic flsk that could hold gallons of water with ease.

"Right, I should finish this." He grabbed the flask and drank all of the contents. Gallons of that delicious drink went down smoothly down to the very last drop, leaving him quenched after his little walk.

The giant yote stayed there for a while, enjoying how the sun brightened the land more and more until it hit him, lighting up his clothed body until the coldness of the morning was replaced with so much warmth. Trent saw the clouds around him float by despite sitting down, a testament on how incredibly titanic he is.

"Alright, guess that's enough." He said to himself. He should go back, else he'll get a lecture from the doctors.

The coyote looked up, ear wiggling as he's trying to sense if there are any planes flying by. He has to be careful when standing up, considering a lot of airplanes pass by in this season. When he felt that the coast was clear he slowly stood up...

...and up...

...and up...

...and up until the coyote reached his full height of 65000 feet. More than 12 miles of hunky coyote stretching his arms can be seen even from miles away. A giant where even the tallest man-made buildings barely reach his ankles, and the summit of the tallest mountain barely reached his waist. He can't help but attract attention ever since he reached this height years ago, so at the very least he tries to be in shape. Got to make them appreciate all this meat, he mused.

Speaking of, he should probably beg the doctors to let him exercise. He flexed his arm and felt his hard bicep, enjoying the feel of his own muscle when he saw the edge of his vision a plane, passing by just below with his hip. Trent smiled as the plane slowly flew, thinking how the passengers were looking at his toned legs.

"Look at them go." Trent said as he looked down, thinking how incredibly miniscule that plane is. He could just imagine holding aloft an entire airport and their hangers on his finger, he probably could but he rather not destroy an entire place just to satisfy his titanic urges.

Still, he can't help but have them from time to time. The urge to showcase his titan stature. To just carry an entire mountain range, to have an incredibly tiny person roam across his body, watching them get lost in his toned abs or try to climb his pecs. He didn't know when he started thinking like this, but maybe it was because he was too big.

"Or they're just too small." He mused, grinning as he imagined a normal-sized person traversing his torso, not even feeling their footsteps as they hike their way through his abs.

Speaking of, he remembered his tiny group of friends doing just that when they visited a few days ago. Letting them rest in his expansive torso. He remembered when Ross told him that he could have a city built on top of his pecs, on his abs and the yote merely laughed.

His thoughts were halted when he felt a bit warmer, turning back in the direction of the sun now shining brightly in the sky. Trent sighed, swishing his tail low, the movement of his tail creating powerful winds sweeping the lands below.

...he has to go back and make sure the doctors won't have to worry about him and his leg. After a few minutes of staying there, basking at the sight, the titanic coyote now slowly walked towards his little den.

Trent chuckled as he traversed miles of land with ease, his body casting a shadow so wide and large that it was like the land was gonna be hit by a storm, each step caused a strong quake as he traversed miles easily. He didn't even feel the pain in his leg anymore.

The titanic yote sighed with content. Guess this morning walk is just what he needed...