The wind blew softly through Futago Pass that night. The sky was full of stars and the moon was very bright. It was nearly winter, and being Autumn the air was always cool and crisp. It was a very important time of year for the Ohu dogs. For one, it marked 15 years since the death and fall of Akakabuto, the insane demon-bear that had taken over the Gajou and the Pass. Gin, the son of Riki, had gathered dogs into the Ohu Pack all around Japan to fight against that great enemy. Akakabuto had been defeated by the Zetsu Tenrou Battouga, used by Gin by going straight through the bear's neck and decapitating him.

Ohu was at peace for 14 years after that, until more recently Kaibutsu, a monster dog, killed many of the Ohu dogs. Later, Gin's son Weed came with some of his comrades and defeated Kaibutsu by falling off a cliff with him, landing his body on the spike of a log; they used the wind to keep themselves safe.

Then, Weed and his comrades had to find a way to defeat a new enemy, Hougen. He was trying to dominate all of Japan, and his intent was to go against the humans and gain control over them. Hougen was eventually defeated by Weed, who used the Zetsu Tenrou Battouga. However, Hougen rose again and climbed atop Gajou, where the Heaven's disposed of him; he was ultimately killed by a massively strike of lightning. All these events took place in the seasons Autumn and Winter.

And always in the same place. The holy ground that Riki, Gin and now Weed have protected so bravely; Gajou. A year had passed since then, marking 15 years of the Ohu Pack's existence.

Weed had grown, and now he was about the size of his father Gin. He was almost 2 years old at this time. This time of year Weed took the time to remember his friends and family that he had lost; like his mother, Sakura… Jerome… Smith… all those many others. He missed them very much, and he couldn't say who he missed the most because they were all favored by him.

He sat atop Gajou, staring up at the midnight sky. The tora-ge Akitadog hoped that his fallen comrades were looking down upon him, watching all of his daily endeavors. He reflected on all of the hardships of his past, all the losses… but he also reflected on the victories… the wonderful victories.

While thinking these thoughts, a voice called to him from behind: "Leader!"

Weed flipped his head around to see Akame. He smiled and said in reply: "Yes, Akame? What is it?"

Akame looked at the Ohu Leader with a sentimental look: "You've been sleeping up here lately. Is it because you've been thinking about the history of our land... and the fallen soldiers?"

Weed smiled, sort of shyly. "Yeah... it's all been on my mind lately, due to the changing seasons. The golden leaves and the white snow are always going to remind me of them."

Akame came and sat down by Weed, and shared in his star gazing. "I believe they are all watching us from up there. John, Jerome, Akatora, Riki your grandfather... and Sakura, your mother."

Weed looked over at the Kishu-Ken with cheer when he mentioned Sakura and Riki. They sat in silence for a long time after this.

Finally, Weed broke the silent moment and told Akame with such a joyful face: "Koyuki is carrying my pups."

Akame seemed surprised and he looked at his Leader with gladness. "That is wonderful, Weed," Akame barked joyfully, "I never got to see your birth, but I do remember that when your mother was pregnant with you, your father Gin was very excited for your arrival."

Weed chuckled lightly at this thought. He was glad that he was loved by everyone. He was glad that he made his father proud, and was able to excite him by his arrival.

Akame went on: "I am happy for you, Weed. You will pass down your Bear-Dog genes to your offspring and they will grow to be just like you... and Gin, Riki and Shiro before you."

Weed wagged his tail: "She said that they should be born at the beginning of winter. I wonder how many Koyuki and I will have."

Akame answered, gazing up at the sky: "Let me ask you, Weed; would you rather a son or a daughter?"

Weed perked up his ears: "Huh? Well... I..."

Akame laughed and looked at the Tora-Ge Akitadog: "You don't have to be nervous about admitting it. All males want a son to teach everything they know. I know how you feel; I used to have six sons, but a few of them fell during the battle with Akakabuto. It was a treacherous time then, but you will raise your children in a time of peace. I congratulate you, Weed. The peace that you have created here, with your father Gin, is more than any dog could even imagine. This is truly Paradise, and your everyone thanks you for your efforts."

Weed beamed with a feeling of honor: "Thank you as well, Akame. Ohu would not have prevailed against Hougen, or Akakabuto for that matter, without your contributions."

Akame assured him: "No trouble, Weed. I am always ready to serve you and Ohu."

They both stared up into the sky for a while longer, until Weed said to the old, white dog: "You should get some sleep, Akame. It's very late."

The Kishu-Ken smiled and nodded, standing up on his paws: "Yes, it is. You should get to sleep as well; a Leader needs rest, too."

With that, Akame turned away and said over his shoulder: "Goodnight, Weed."

Weed said after him: "Goodnight, Akame."

Then, feeling the sensation of exhaustion suddenly hit him, he curled up, laid his head on his paws, and closed his eyes. Immediately, with the soft breeze in the air and the moonlight shimmering on his blue-and-white pelt, sleep took him.