This is my first fanfic! I Love Wolves! If you have any comments, questions, or random stuff like that Have at it. I'm just looking to see if I can make this better. (- Or just seeing if any one would like this.) I hate doing disclamers but for saftey purposes I'll post it up this ONE time...

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Wolf's Rain! However, there is one that is mine... ONLY ONE! - Enjoy

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There was barely any light in the tiny room she stayed in. It was some type of storage space that was slightly littered with boxes, a door to the left of the room that looked like a closet and a door in the front that held the only window. As tiny as it was, there was enough light to let her know the time of day.

She was kept alive for a reason that was unknown to her. Pacing her prison she tried to find a way out anyway would be better than spending another day in that place. She leaned against the wall mournfully staring at the window. The sound of tiny claws scratched the floor making its way to the cell.

"There is no way out for you. Soon you will starve and become my food like the ones before you." A fat dark-brown rat sat in front of the bars.

"I'm guessing that you didn't take a good look around my cage." she smirked. It scanned the room. Some bones, dried blood, and fur painted the floor around her feet. The rat was unmoved by this sight but slowly backed away to give herself more distance. "Sad little things, Looking for food to stuff their already fat bellies but met their end instead." She could sense the rat shaking in disgust. Putting on a toothy smile she leaned forward, "Don't worry," she said standing straight. "I won't kill you. I have bigger plans."

"What are we doing here?" Tsume said his voice dripping with irritation.

"You know exactly why we are here." Kiba calmly explained, "To find,"

"Don't even say it! I'm sick of hearing it."

Tsume was muscular and slightly tan. He wore black snug pants and a faded black jacket torn at the sleeves. It hung over his chest showing off his scarred chest. His silver hair was pulled back into a tiny ponytail and golden eyes that were narrowed at his counterpart. Kiba's hair was short messy and brown. He was lighter than Tsume and not as muscular. His straight-legged jeans were faded, a dark jean jacket left open revealing a white tattered tee shirt. His blue eyes were stern and deep, yet they held certain gentleness to them but not at the moment. A guy with a yellow pullover walked between them holding his hands up in a submissive way. "Now now, there's no need to fight every time we go into a city. If you do, people will start to get the wrong impression." Tsume shot him a deadly look making him wonder if he should have said that. He heard soft almost timid footsteps near the alley they were in.

Just in time to save my skin, he thought. "Hey runt, what took ya?" He said avoiding Tsume's stare. "The name is Toboe and I'm not a runt anymore, Hige!" An irritated teen boy walked to join his friends. "This town doesn't care for outsiders; we should be careful not to cause any trouble." Tsume grinned, "That's a lot coming from your mouth." "What! I can't help if I get hungry." "Next time try bringing something back for the rest of us." The wind whipped around the alley causing their bodies to tense as they all looked in the direction where the wind blew. "At any rate," Kiba started, "we better get going." He glared at the tall building towards the edge of the town and shifted his weight with his ears flat and his fur and tail standing high. Something bad is coming our way.