Back in a dark, damp alleyway in the outermost of town, a rather shady human sauntered casually back into the safety of the darkness. Engulfed in the blackness of both shadow and night, hidden from the moon, this human sat down a small cardboard box. Then, with only a couple glances from left to right, the two-legged turned and stalked off, leaving the occupants of the box to their fate.
Feeling the light thud as the box hit solid ground, a small chocolate brown Doberman pup lifted her head from the walls of the confinement and peered around outside. Her floppy auds were pricked ever so slightly as she took in the new sights. This place gave her the creeps.
"What's up there sis?" a voice suddenly came from deeper in the box. Just then, another Doberman pup head popped up from the box, this one an oil black. His auds, floppy as well, flapped as he eagerly looked around.
"Will you shush? There could be something out there," the little female snapped at her brother, her voice a low whisper.
The male pup only snickered, "I don't think so," he stated in reply, his whole head up from the top of the box. "We should check it out!" he then exclaimed lightly, and tried to hop from the box.
Right as the male pup did that, the female pup reached with her neck and bit onto his ear, pulling him back into the box. It wasn't like he could really get out of it anyway. Just as she did that, the other pup released a squeak.
"Fine, then let's wait!" he snorted, taking a seat in the corner of the box. There he settled quietly, his dark brown eyes searching the midnight sky all over from his position.
She moved quickly, this doberman did. Her feet were nearly silent, and her eyes were bright with joy. The pregnant female never faltered in her journey home, not until the scent of....Others came to her nares. Sleek and smooth, she halted and turned down a back alley, her movements even quieter then before. Indeed, you could barely hear her breathing. Just then, a box caught her eye. She stuck to the shadows, creeping closer and closer when suddenly a head popped up! Then another head! Why....They were just children. A soft look came into her eyes, and she moved forth but she was still cautious. It could be a trap.
Hello, children. What are you doing out here all alone? Her eyes were warm and kind, much like she was. She gave dobermans a good reputation with her calm and gentle attitude. Her docked tail waved a bit, and she lowered her head down to sniff the two. My name is Sasha. Whats your names? She asked. Her voice was warm, seeming to envelope one in a coat of strength and heat.
Both pups sat there silently then, just searching. Yes, just searching. For what, though? There was nothing back here, nothing that could help them at least, and a whole lotta things that could harm them instead. This, the little male pup had indeed noticed. He was just too much of a chancer to even care enough for his own safety.
Just then, the small female thought she heard something. No, she could have sworn that she heard something, but that wouldn't be very nice for her pretty little mouth, now would it? So instead, she just slowly lifted her head from the box again, and almost gasped at what she saw. However, her brother's sudden appearance startled her, and he shoved her to the side to get a look.
"Hey, it's another us!" he exclaimed, his small docked tail wagging behind him like a boat motor in the water.
The small female could only yelp and snap her small pup fangs at him in protest. "Stop it! You might get us attention."
"I think we already have it!" he then stated in reply, ignoring her words for the most part. He continued to lift himself from the box, though couldn't get over the top. He heard this new dog's words, and he gave a light 'woof.' "Someone dropped us out here!" he stated, his voice growing louder. Truth be told, he didn't know what was going on. "I'm Rocky, and this is my sis, Rudy!" he then said, his small tail still waving.
The small chocolate pup known as Rudy only snorted. Her brother... Someday he would just get both of them in trouble.