The wolf and German Shepherd hybrid stalked uneasily through some backstreets, wondering what he was. His mind darted from one thing to another. After being recently stolen and taken here, he broke free and ran off. He ended up here, then, having no clue where he was.

From the capture, he still had the tight muzzle strung around his head, the metal end hanging below his muzzle off to the side. Although it dug into his skin a bit, the thicker fur protected him. A rope was also clinging to his left hindleg, since after he got loose, it managed to tighten up around the limb. There were a cew places on his body where the fur had been missing, though that was beginning to grow back into place. Once a police dog, he was now here out on the streets. It was cold, and not to mention lonely. Already, a couple humans had heaved some things at him, like shoes or stones, and the fact that some of the bindings were still on him didn't help matters much.

Turning down an empty, bare street, he narrowly avoided a wide puddle, and stopped there. He lowered his head down, and trying to shake the metal of the muzzle out from below his chin, he began to lap some of it up. It was a bit dirty, but felt good in his throat nonetheless.
Then, with a sigh, he just sat there, looking at his reflection in the rippled water. He was beautiful animal overall, but how was he sopposed to find anybody that wouldn't throw things at him in a place like this?

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. my ashen frame moved with full motion behind the buildings. my piercing yellow pools in search of another. friend or foe, it didn't matter. all i wanted is to talk. i wanted something to fill the silent air that surrounded me and my soul. talking to yourself wasn't anything like talking to another.

i looked up, carrying my tiara high. my nares flared and quivered, until i finally caught that scent. yes, my nose could be out of whack at times. i was born with it. other times, i could track a butterfly on the coldest day of winter. the scent was of a dog. no - a hybrid. i quickly nodded to myself and set off again, my lightened pillars striking the soaked path.

perhaps this hybrid would be lucky. perhaps this hybrid would earn my trust. perhaps was the word that described me day today. tommorow, it would my blood. maybe kill. maybe power. maybe die. but today, i was in a happier mood - lucky him.

my pads finally brought my grey build up to the shepherd. i cocked my head in a almost cute way, wondering. why would the mutt drink filthy water? Foolish him. i thought. he must have escaped, like all the rest of them. i noted the muzzle on the dog's maw, and sighed. humans were just so...strange. they enjoyed seeing helpless things. well...most of them anyway.

Let me know when you get that thing off.

i barked, making my presence 'known'

The next thing on the hyrbid's mind was food. What would he eat? The first thing that came to thought was the usual kibbles, enriched with protein. Chilco loved his kibbles. They had a slightly milky taste, with a delicious flavor of meat.
Sighing again, he stared into the water, thinking. There wasn't much to do when you were by yourself. Just then, his keen auds flickered and his nares twitched. Someone was near.
His head lifted, and his eyes blinked, before he quickly got to his paws. A wolf? What was a canine like that doing around here?

At first, his eyes narrowed, and he was in an overly cautious mood. Although a canine couldn't toss a rock at him, maybe they were all just the same.
"What?" he suddenly asked, just remembering the muzzle that was still clinging to his neck.
"It's impossible to get off," he then stated, giving a snort. It was true-- it was quite tight, digging into the back of his head, with the latch as far as his flesh would allow it to go. The straps were made of frabric, though, luckily. He couldn't get the other parts ripped through to free himself.

i snorted, my dial drawn back again. my piercing eyes stared straight into his, unwavering until the brute couldn't stand it any longer and broke the gaze. (This isn't powerplaying, only saying that she wouldn't stop looking until he turned his head away) my tail lashed out to the right, and then to the left. i pawed the soaked ground powerfully, until i opened my maw to speak.

"I'm Insane...and it's not impossible to get that thing off."

came my almost angelic voice from the dark inside of me. my voice was smooth, but i was no angel. keeping all my senses alert for a sudden attack, i stepped closer to the brute - still unintroduced - until my maw was a mousetail away.

"Stand still."

came my voice again. if he didn't follow this order, his cheek might be covered in blood later. she let the words sink in, and then i opened maw, showing my yellow ivories. quickly, i took the straps, one at a time, and pulled fiercely at them, breaking each one, and loosening the muzzle. finally, the muzzle fell into the puddle of water, messing up the clear reflection that it had mirrored.

"Happy?"

Chilco's eyes narrowed once more as she stared at him, but he didn't avert his sights just because she was looking at him. He had other things to look at.
"It is by yourself," he then stated, voice a bit huffy as he gave his head a violent shake, "and I'm Chilco."
The metal lightly clinked and clanked as it moved back and fourth below his chin.

He stayed still as the wolf stepped toward him, his eyes unwavering. He was ready to attack if she proved threatening, but so far, everything was good. How strange.
As she bit and pulled at the straps, he took his head and jerked the opposite way, until each tore from the added force. Once the nasty thing was off and fell into the puddle below, he gave his head another shake, although this one was brisk. It felt great to have that thing off, finally.
"Thank you..." he then stated, taking up a tall sitting position now. His fur around his muzzle was slightly indented from the tight contraption, but those would soon wear out.
"Not completely happy, if you must." he then stated, giving a light, careless sigh. He still didn't know where he was, where he was going, what he would do, who he would meet. Maybe he could take up the same job somewhere around here? Nah, he wouldn't know where to start.
"Well, first thing's first. I'm hungry." he then said mindlessly, head turning this way and that. He didn't see any garbage cans or anything, which he highly knew often held food, thrown out by the humans. Some of it could be dangerous, though, and that gave Chilco second thoughts.

i grunted and turned around, my claws clacked against the hard ground. i whapped this hybrid - chilco - with my powerful tail, telling him that i was not sweet and cuddly. my cerebrum turned around to gaze at him once more.

"I'll show you the way, but don't expect me to save your butt all the time. But, since you are new here, I might as well show you parts of the valley."

i barked, my eyes narrowing a bit. my pillars waited paitiently in the cold of winter. finally, with a nod my my dial, and ran off. he had to keep up, it wasn't that hard to run at a slow pace. the wind batted my light ashen pelt as my paws hit the ground. once, and only once did i look behind to see if the hybrid was still there.

i led him up to some of the stores that were in Down Town. there were some street booth things, and i stopped here - at the meat one.

Ever tasted cow meat before?

i put on a sly smile and flicked my tail, telling him to sit back and watch, only coming when i needed him.

i put on the famous 'hurt dog act'. it fooled the humans every time. i rolled in the mud , making my beautiful grey pelt now brown. i then lifted my paw delicately and began to limp. i flattened my pointed ears, making them look almost floppy. i yelped every time i took as step. to put the icing on the cake, i watered my eyes, making it look as if i were in tears.

the man at the 'booth' made a cute clucking noise.
Aww...come here doggy. I'll fix you up!
he said, opening his arms wide. he had no idea that i was actually a wolf, and that i had an accomplice to steal every chunk of that meat.

i flicked my tail, ordering : GO! silently.

The hybrid growled loudly as his face was slapped by the waving tail. He gave a light snap in that direction, though wasn't aimed at grabbing the tail.
"When did I ask you to 'save my butt'? It was your idea." he stated, grumbling. He followed after her, though, deciding that this company was better than none at all.

He trailed after the wolven fae, his nares working magic even in the depth of winter. He could smell meat right when they stopped at a booth, and he slowed to a halt. He stood there, intelligent eyes taking everything in. He gave his head a small shake, "Nope," he stated, auds pricked.
Chilco's multicolored eyes watched as the wolf went up to the human, and he lifted his head to get a better look.
Although he didn't approve of stealing the meat, it was food, he was hungry, she was stalling the two-legged. At the single flick of her tail, he darted at the slabs of meat, and quickly yet silently began to scoop them all up in his jaws-- or at least as many as he could carry. Then he ran into an alleyway, swift and quiet, claws making light clinking noises on the hard concrete. He dropped the meat on a small crate and then came barreling back out and to the booth once more to retrieve the rest of the food. Hoping the fae could keep stalling the human and keep the attention off of him, he eagerly went to take the rest in his mouth and then dash back into the alley. That's when he placed the meat in a couple big piles and released a loud bark. He had gotten the food!

i kept distracting the human, my yellow eyes soft. my pelt seemed to be cute and cuddly, but the human didn't know the devil that raged angrily inside of me. finally, after the hyrid...sorry...Chilco got all the meat, i backed off, giving a final snap at the man before heading towards Chilco. not half bad for a mutt. i thought, shaking my head before finally disappearing from the man's sight.

"Not bad mutt."

came her almost mocking voice. but this was almost a sign of friendlyness. Chilco was gaining her trust.

"About 'saving your butt'...who got the muzzle off for you? Who distracted the human while you got the food you've been dying for?"

my voice was softer...more understanding of the wolf dog that stood before her. i nodded, and took a slab of cow meat.

"Try it. It's better than dog food."

actually...i had never tried dog kibble. but...from what i heard about it from others, i didn't like the sound of it. i prefered meat. with the blood still coloring it. i sunk my teeth into the slab of meat, my mouth satisfied with the meal. blood once again stained my ivories crimson.

my point of view...

chilco was standing there once she got back, his spirits lifted. That didn't take much. He could have just as easily disquised himself as a regular dog-- though his head still gave off that wolven appearence all too well compared to the rest of his body.

With a light sigh, he watched as the fae came back into view. His auds pricked at the word "mutt," and he gave a light snort. That wasn't a term that humans used much where he had lived and worked. Maybe some of the bad humans, but they were bad in the first place. He brushed it off, though. Right now, nothing could get to his head.

Before he went to grab a slab of meat, he only gave a gruff noise at her words. Right when the food touched his tongue, he went to wince, but then got used to the slighty chilled feel. He then went to chewing it up, and then swallowed it. This would make for a hearty meal anyday.
"It tastes even better than the kibble," he stated, going to take another mouthful. Meat was such a good treat-- especially when you were half wolf.

Chilco
German Shepherd x Gray Wolf
Ex-police dog

I snorted. My piercing yellow eyes softening a bit. I bit down into the last of the meat and swallowed.

"Much better than kibble. It's the real thing. Just wait 'til you taste wild deer or rabbit. Wait 'til you hunt. "

I wondered for a moment. Where would we store it without the rats or stray dogs getting to it? We might as well bury it in the ground in the wild, and come back to it every so often. I nodded at him, a smile coming slowing upon my gray maw.

"We should go to another place and store this meat. Perhaps Tall Grass Prairie."