Alright, what's up guys? Sorry for the slow updates once again, but uring the wait time, a writer that I am actually a ig fan of has gien me some tips such ach better detail, bringing the reader into the character's perspective, and proof reading, thank you Steelfan for giving me criticism, which I genuinely want and need, so I may improve as a writer, while I wasn't writing this chapter, I was practicing on some of the things you told me about, hopefully this is an improvement(hopefully).

Oh yeah, since technically the sled race at the beginning of the movie itself wasn't involved with diptheria at all, I might reference it here.

The first thing Balto had ever seen when he opened hs eyes was a blurry blob, which seemed, and the first thing he felt was a hand petting him. Balto has been out for most of the day. The hybrid closed and reopened them until his eyes were no longer blurry. The hybrid also remembered something was wrapped around his neck, the wolfdog looked down, and noticed a collar around his neck, he then looked over to what was once the blurry figure, it was Rosy. The young child had always been quite nice to him, once even offering to let him pull her sled before the girl's father chased the wolfdog away. It took Balto also felt pain near his leg, obviously his leg was still heavily injured from him fighting the bear, and Balto probably would've done it again, since he simply wouldn't live with himself if he just sat and watch the bear maul not only his favorite human, but also his girlfriend.

Jenna and her friend, Dixie, were currently walking around the town. Once while on their way down one of the streets, amale dog tried rnning up to meet them, but was on a leash. Dixie was going on and on about Steele, "what do you think Jenna?" Asked t small show-dog, "well, he's great and all, but he's not my bowl of water," responeded Jenna, in all truth she wasn't even listening to them, as her mind was on her Boyfriend, he's been out cold for an entire day. After the two had their farewells, Jenna turned around, and headed home,while the husy thoughts of the hybrid continued on.

(Two weeks later)

Balto was currently relearning how to walk, but right now, he was just crawling around the backyard. Rosy and her parents were watching as Balto kept crawling around, "okay Balto, now I want you to stand up," said Jenna. The hybrid tried standing up, his legs were weak from not being used for at least a week, so when he finally got on his paws his legs were shaking a tiny bit, Balto stumbled with every singe step, but thankfully Jenna was there to catch him if he were to fall, "now keep doing this until you can walk, then we can see if we can get you up and running."

(Three days later)

Balto had done what the love of his life told him to do, first crawling, then getting up, and then trying to walk around for at least 10 minutes each day. Despite how simple it is, he was able to do a limp across the backyard for extended periods of time. He wasn''t sure if he could be as nimble or agile as he was a month ago, he was still happy Rosy wouldn't have to carry him around like an 8 week old pup. Eventually after limping around the backyard for hours, the su started to set. Balto limped into the home, inscinctively got ready to run when Rosy's father approached him, but the man simply leaned over and patted him on the head. After the hybrid lapped from the water dish, he went over to his dog bed, which was next to Jenna's, and laid down. He swore he never slept better in his life.

Well, there's the chapter, about a hundred words shorter than usual, but hopefully I can get a chapter out tomorrow. Anyways, thanks for wasting your time on my silly little story.