A howl was heard threw out the icy cavern where Snowdin lay among the forests of evergreens. Many a monster watched as a wolf skeleton hybrid type creature ran threw town towards the deep forest where the ruins, the place where monster kind's civilization underground began, lay.
Almost all the town knew about this large wolf skeleton, son of the former pack leader that had lived in this cavern since near the beginning. The former pack leader, W.D. Gaster, and his wife, Berlin, had been changed by an experiment that Gaster, the former royal scientist, had been working on before they were forced underground by the humans. The disaster of an experiment had turned the only two well known skeletons in the underground into half wolf creatures. The two's lower arms, hands, lower legs, and feet turned into the the paws and lower legs of a wolf. They gained wolf ears on their skulls and grew wolf tails as long as their arms. Though the couple sadly lost the ability to speak in the human's English Gaster was still able to communicate with the rest of monster kind thanks to the fact he often spoke with hand symbols.
As time had went on and the underground had changed into a place where you had to fight to survive Gaster and his wife had moved to the Snowdin cavern where Gaster became a sentry and used his pay to live a life with his family and work deep in the woods away from the town of Snowdin. Till one day Gaster and his wife disappeared.
It wasn't till a little over a year later that the family was seen again with the addition of five children, two girls and three boys, though only one of those children and, as far as the vilage knew, the only member of the Gaster family survives to today thanks to the pack that invaded the Gaster family's teritory five or six months ago. So the town watched as Gasters eldest son of the quintuplets, Papyrus, ran to the forest out of their line of sight never knowing the truth of what Papyrus was running to.
Papyrus ran through Snowdin forest as he heard the howl slice threw the air, there was only one person he knew who could make that sound, but what made matters much worse is what type of howl it was. A distress call from the only person he had left in his family, his baby brother.
The clearing in front of the cave Papyrus and his baby brother had been forced to live in after Greatest dog and his pack invaded and took over his family's territory had three or four of Greatest dogs pups crowded around a skeleton wolf hybrid creature that was only about half the size of Greatest dog's pups. Papyrus quickly sprung into the clearing growling at the pups as his brother ran over to him and hid under him. Greater dog's pups growled at him and tried to get at his baby brother. While in any other circumstances if other pups decided to play with his baby brother then it would be an amazing thing, but not with Greatest dog's pups. These pups, like their father, despised his baby brother so much that they bullied his baby brother. Hurting him just because they could. Papyrus wouldn't stand for this so with speed and precision that came from years of training and practice in hunting pray he scared away the pups who quickly ran off to their mother or mothers, dependent on how loyal Greatest dog is to his mate, leaving the two brothers alone.
Papyrus looked down at his little brother who sat there gripping his leg as he tried to hide from the world that seemed to despise and torture him every step of the way. A quick nuzzle though got his brother off his leg and allowed Papyrus to get a better look at the young skeleton wolf. Though his brother didn't look like he had gotten any new bruises or fractures to add to his growing collection of injuries the old ones were still clearly visible in the areas his tattered and torn jacket and shorts couldn't cover.
A growl though from the young pups stomach pulled Papyrus out of his musing as his brother gives a whimper of pain. The elder skeleton wolf gained a sad look at seeing his brother in so much pain before leading his brother back into their barren cave were, unlike their original cave, there was nothing to protect them from the freezing air of the frozen caver or to lay comfortably on to do what he had to do. So without much prompt Papyrus got his brother to lay down at his side an he placed his head against his brother's and transferred as much magic as he could into the small body beside him hoping that it might curb the hunger pains that his brother had been experiencing all of his life so far.
After a bit of time Papyrus stopped giving his brother magic before noticing that his baby brother had fallen asleep in the mists of the transfer. A quick look outside proved why as well, it was what the underground distinguished as night. So Papyrus curled around his brother and fell asleep.
By the next morning Papyrus found himself curled around his younger brother as the pup slept against his side half hidden by his tail. He looked sadly at his brother, smaller then all the other pups in their pack, a runt in all sense of the word. It didn't help that the their mother had died minutes after giving birth to Sans and his two siblings, who had died minutes later, leaving Sans without the milk he needed to grow, since none of the other mothers in their pack would spare any milk for his lone sibling. Leaving him, Papyrus, to keep his remaining brother alive with his own magic as nutrients and to protect him from from the pack that wanted the waist of resources and space dead.
After a few minutes Papyrus was pulled out of his musing by the barking of Greatest dog telling him to go patrol the territory. Papyrus growled at Greatest dog to go do it himself and that he needed to take care of and feed his baby brother. Greatest dog replied with a bark saying not to worry about his brother and that he and the pack would take care of sans.
This surprised Papyrus seeing as the pack hated his baby brother but he did not look a gifted hoarse in the mouth and barked out a fine before slowly getting up and exiting the cave leaving sans in there. As he exited the cave he stared at Greatest dog in the eyes, even if Greatest dog was an inch or two taller before running of on all fours to do as he was told.
Sans slept through his brother getting up but he did wake up as he felt someone pick him up by the hood of his jacket. His eyes shot open and he quickly looked up to see one of the females in Greatest dog's pack carry him out of his den before dropping him unceremoniously in the center of the clearing outside the den, right in the middle of a circle consisting of Greatest dog's pack. A whimper escaped Sans lips as the dogs grew closer to before Greatest dog started to bark at him about how useless and small he was and how his sons were so much better then him.
Sans looked down at his paws at this, he had listened to this verbal abuse all of his known life so far and no matter how much his brother told him he wasn't a burden to him and the pack he was positive he was just a waste of dust. The next bark from Greatest pulled him out of his loathing though, a bark that said that since he had no good use that the only thing he would be good for was EXP. Sans' stared at the large dog in shock before releasing a whimper and watched all the dogs in the circle creep closer.
In that second only one thing passed through Sans' mind as the dogs bearing there teeth drew closer, he didn't want to die. So with magic he he didn't have any control over he pushed it to do anything to keep him alive and with a bright flash he found himself no longer in the middle of the dog pack circle but right outside it. A quick look back showed him how all the pack were currently disoriented by the sudden flash of light. Sans used this to his advantage and started running on his shaky legs.
Sans didn't get very far, half a mile at most, with the minute or so head start before hearing the pack give a howl that his brother had taught him the meaning of, the call of the hunt. A shiver ran up his spine as he heard the call because there was only one thing they could currently be hunting for and that was him. Sans kept running using his small stature as well as his anatomy to his advantage for once to get through small gaps between trees and to get through thorn bush patches that his pursuers would have go around or risk hurting themselves.
Yet even with all these delays Sans found that his pursuers were still after him and getting closer. He started to panic as he realized he was all out of tricks to get them off his back before being stopped by the one last things he wanted to be stopped by, the cavern wall. Fear exploded in his soul as he realized their was no were else to go, no escape.
That is till a light came into existence a few feet away from him. Sans stared at the light in aw as it displayed a place his brother had only ever told him about, Snowdin town. He quickly realized that this must be one of the shortcuts his brother had told him about that their father had discovered years before he was born. Sans was quickly pulled out of his aw though as he heard the howl of the hunt only a few meters away from him. Panic pulsed threw Sans for a moment before he quickly ran over to the portal hoping beyond hope that whatever lay on the other side of the shortcut was better then here before he jumped through the shortcut.
After Sans jumped through the "shortcut" it closed behind him leaving no indication it was ever there. Leaving the pack of dogs to growl in anger at the fact that their pray escaped.