Hello. Sorry about not updating it as soon as I shouldve, but I am lazy. Enjoy what I've put out for today.
On the way to the butcher's shop, everyone kept turning their eyes to the pair of dogs walking down the street. The sun shined brightly, the wind was blowing softly, causing a nice breeze down Balto's back. He turned to his right to see Snow trotting alongside him, "that human's weird," said the pup, still the tiniest bit dizzy from being shaken up by Rosy. The wolf-dog chuckled a little, "well, she is only a child, and children have quite the affinity from cute, little puppies like you, "I am not cute!" He protested. His outburst simply made Balto laugh as they walked along.
A large black and white malamute looked on from a dark alleyway, "looks some body's taken a bit of pity on the Lobo," he started trailing the two from a fair distance away. Taking a bit of a closer look at the pup, it didn't resemble the hybrid in the slightest, he was as black and white, but the white seemed to be dominant, he had a little "mask" as humans called the fur pattern on canines, and didn't look remotely like a wolf. The two kept going until they reached the butcher's shop. Grinning like a psychopath, he began to approach the two.
"Today's our lucky day, Snow," taking a big chunk of scrap meat out of the bucket, and handing it to the small animal, "take yourself and that brat out of my town," growled a raspy voice. Every fiber in Balto's fur stood up when he heard the voice. The pup turned to see a massive dog growling at him and the hybrid, "Steele, we don't want any trouble today," the malamute in question lowered himself, "oh? You don't want to introduce me to your new pup?" Steele began stepping forward, snarl and all. With a deep breath, Balto crouched, "Snow on the count of three, one as fast as you can, "yes sir," the hybrid began counting slowly, "run," instead of running in the opposite direction, the puppy ran head on with Steele.
His attempt was cut short when he got pinned down, "Steele!" His head instantly snapped up to the sight of Jenna, "what are you doing to that pup?" She yelled, "well, uhm you see Jenna, I was just teaching him how to handle that wolf-dog," gesturing to Balto. Snow got free of the malamute's grasp, turning to the"wolfdog" he was referring to, "for a wolf-dog… he at least doesn't try to rip my throat out," trotting up to the hybrid, he stared at him. After Jenna blew off some steam at Steele, she turned her attention to Snow and Balto, "are you o- "I never met a wolfdog before," the wolf-dog's head began hanging low, ready for what he knew was going to happen. A warm tongue met his sagging head, "w-wha?" Balto stuttered. Snow was in front of him, tail wagging, with a wide puppy grin. Taking the scraps they came for, the two thanked Jenna for her help, and started trotting home.
Again, sorry for just now making this chapter. As I said, I'm lazy, and this chapter actually was quite a struggle to write for me. Thanks for reading!
