Don-T.-Ripfüller

...and Wolf listened as Dog described the table scraps he got with his dinner, the joy of he felt when told he was good, the warm fire he slept next to when the chill wind roared outside. At this point, it had been 2 days since Wolf last ate, and he could remember running for miles in the freezing snow, just to keep his blood moving. The thought of a bowl full of kibbles AND table scraps. ..."and once a month, the humans powder me and drive all the itch bugs away" Dog said, still expounding to Wolf on the merits of leaving the woods and settling in to the civilian life. Wolf was gnawing at his paw, where at least 3bugs were biting between his toes. Enough was enough, tired and hungry, dirty, itchy..."I'll do it."he said. "Take me to a human". But Wolf paused when Dog turned to lead he way onto town. "Wait. Why is your neckfur ruffled like that?" Dog stopped and slowly turned, "Why, it's nothing. Sometimes Master puts a collar on m..." But Wolf was gone. 
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