Authors note: Same as before I do not own any thing Wolf's Rain related... mind you I am going to find a way to... someday... lol oh well on to the point... Shilaze, Meshawa, Kain, Emi, and Trent are all © their creators so no touchy got it!

"No," Kiba replied, looking over the remnants of their brief skirmish. "I'm looking for something, and it isn't a pack of street wolves."
Kiba turned slowly, not even bothering to groom his fur clean. No, there was something pressing calling to him -- pulling him. As he moved away, he caught sight of the younger wolf, hiding back behind the slew of bodies. For a moment, their eyes met, and Kiba felt a type of electric adrenaline to shoot through him. But it was only for a fleeting second, and Kiba quickly tore his gaze away, taking a few stiff steps away from the others.
But his legs shook and eventually gave way under him. Even Kiba's determination could not fight off fatigue for long, and he'd already traveled many miles beyond any wolf's limit. Kiba was entirely and completely spent, and without the moon to restore him, he was finally subject to his weakening body and the ache of old wounds. His claws scratched at the cement as he struggled to slide his paws back into place, leaving smears of fresh blood from his worn pads. He breathed a few tired pants before forcing himself forward another few steps, the call of the Lunar Flower drowning out his body's protests.

Toboe watched the battle from a distance. He wasn't much of a fighter, and he didn't really want to learn how to. At least, not today. He shivered as he watched the white wolf kill with such ease, even...grace? It stirred Toboe's very soul, and he felt such a deep connection to the white one. He then watched in horror as Shilaze, whom he found himself fond of, was shot. He winced for her, almost feeling her pain. He wanted to help them, but he figured he would just be in the way. Then Kain appeared. He would help them fight. Good, it would all be ok right? Those dumb humans, sometimes they just didn't understand. Toboe continued to watch from a careful distance, making sure to keep an eye on the white wolf. If he bolted, Toboe would make sure to follow. This wolf was something to watch...and Toboe had no idea why.

Shilaze's blood began to boil, "I am no street wolf..." she said quietly but loud enough that he could hear her. Street wolf... how dare he call her such a name... she was wild... once she thought to herself. She looked back to the wolf who now was beyond tired. She felt sorry for the wolf, that's what she had been like before she learned to live off the streets. He acts like he doesn't need any one's help... but he douse he just will not admit it... she sighed and started after him but stopped when her eyes fell on to Toboe. "Toboe... what are you doing here? Where are Meshawa and the pup? I doubt that she would miss the chance for a fight..." She quickly looked around for them but gave up noticing the white wolf was getting away... Grrr, choices... she sighed to herself...

Toboe froze as the white wolf's gaze bore into him like a hot iron. It made the young wolf's red brown fur stand on end. Those eyes held such a longing, such an untamed power. Toboe closed his eyes and shook his head slightly to ward off the vibes. He barely caught what Shilaze was asking him.
He looked at her, her fur was stained with crimson, and hackles were raised. He walked over to her, and stopped just short of her. He wanted to...but no. He couldn't.
"I... Um there is something I have to do. I forgot to get...the others are at the food place...must follow...I'll find you guys later ok?" all the while Toboe never took one eye off the white wolf, which seemed to be struggling at this point. He glanced at Kain and Shilaze. "I'll be right back."
With that, the young wolf sped up and over a hill. Maybe he could find some water for the obviously exhausted wolf. Or some food? He wanted to help, wanted to do something. He felt tied to the stranger, as if him dying would mean the end of something great. He didn't know how he'd get close though...because if this stranger was threatened, Toboe knew he'd never have a chance in hell of survival.

Kiba eventually carried himself away from the others, and away from the human littered sidewalk, into eerie seclusion of an industrial street. Oppressive towers of mechanical wonder loomed over him, and he felt an ache in his chest for his lost home where wilderness once thrived and the Lunar Flowers flourished. Now he was following an instinct that prodded at him under his skin. Not a real scent, but more like a memory of the fragrance. The flower called to him in his sleep, and tugged at him in his waking hours, and on nights when the moon was full he could almost feel its glow when he closed his eyes. And for a few moments, surrounded by other wolves -- more importantly, that one pup -- he felt the lure of the Lunar Flower stronger. More urgent.
Settling down under the crook of two unfinished buildings, Kiba groomed and cared for his wounds. The wind blew over his coat, carrying the paralyzing scent of human technology. The bird he'd killed had done little more than make him realize how long it'd been since he'd eaten, and the water that collected in puddles in the street reeked so of oil and urine that Kiba hadn't dared approach it. He licked his muzzle reflexively, resting his head on his massive paws. If he rested for an hour, perhaps he could clear another hundred miles or so before the morning.

Shilaze gave a sigh as she relaxed for the most part then looked to Kain "Thanks for the help... Head on back to the others... I'll catch up later..." She looked in the direction Toboe ran off in Someone needs to watch out for him... He might get hurt running off like that, especially if he can't fight... she thought as she ran after him keeping enough distance between them her wouldn't feel that he was being chased but close enough that Shilaze could easily protect him. She ran though a puddle and stopped as she saw her reflection "I look like a monster..." she said quietly before she rinsed off the blood. Her wound had stopped bleeding but still throbbed with pain. Ingoing it to the best she could she ran on after Toboe wondering what he was up to.

Toboe headed down over a small slope to a place where an old leaky faucet sat, silently dripping fresh as anyone could hope for. Toboe glanced around for a carrier of some sort, and settled on a tightly woven basket that lay just beyond a rock. It wasn't the greatest in the world, but it would do for now. The stranger was not too far off. He waited patiently while the basket filled; its contents containing what Toboe hoped would be assistance for one in need. After what seemed like a long time, the basket was finally filled to Toboe's desire, and he carefully picked up the dangerously loose handle and headed in the direction of the scent.
When he found the white wolf nestled between two buildings, his heart skipped against his chest, this creature looked...but a slight stir in muscles told Toboe he was wrong. He gently, ever so slightly padded softly forward, trying not to disturb the stranger who really needed the rest he was taking. When he was no more than twenty paces away, the handle to the basket began to tear, and Toboe instinctively dropped the basket down, splashing some of his hard earned water into the thirsty ground. With horror, Toboe immediately took off around the corner, paws skidding of the dry dirt and broken cobblestone hoping he wasn't detected. His heart hammered in his chest as he pressed his back to the wall and closed his eyes tight. Why cant I do anything right. Oh man, I hope he is too tired to fight
The young wolf dared not peer around the corner, for fear of what might meet him on the other side.

The splash of water that hit the ground also hit the white wolf's paw, stirring him from his rest. When the scent of a stranger caught his attention, his first reaction was to spring from sleep with a growl of warning -- no wolf wanted to be caught off guard and on the ground -- but his body wouldn't move as fast as Kiba requested, and the scent was fleeting and faint and held no malice.
It was then that Kiba caught sight of the offering, placed carefully beside him. Ears perked with a touch of surprise, and he lapped at the water with greedy disregard of who brought it. Once his thirst was quenched, and he could feel his body regain some of its former strength, he scented the air for any signs that he was not alone.
His breath caught involuntarily as he caught the slightly familiar scent. His body tensed, and his heartbeat pounded loudly in his ears. Standing, his gaze relied on his nose, and eventually he turned his head to the corner where the pup had fled. Too tired to give chase or be opposing, Kiba settled again, his body relaxing and losing all offending language. Kiba wasn't interested in a fight.

Shilaze still following the scent of Toboe stopped for a brief moment at a small pool of clean water that came form a dripping faucet. She lapped up some of the water and walked on after him. She slowed as she cult sight of him pressed up agent the wall trying to hide. She slowly came closer to him and tilted her head to the side "What are you doing out here...? You could get hurt being by yourself..." She stopped as the scent of the other wolf filled her nose. He wasn't to far off So that's what he's doing... can't say I blame him... she thought with a smile.

He is drinking the water! Toboe thought happily and could help but to let his tail wag a bit and a smile creep over his face. He was glad his aid was being put to use.
His smile faded when he saw Shilaze coming. He wanted to yell to her to turn back, but it was too late for that. The stranger turned the corner and settled down. Toboe's first reactions were to run, grab Shilaze and book it; yet, the stranger didn't look like he was in the mood for fighting. Thank goodness Toboe sighed a bit with relief, and after one quick look to Shilaze, spoke:
"Hi, uh my name is Toboe. You, you looked like you could use some water. I know how hard it can be to find fresh water around here." The young wolf bashfully chuckled and smiled, hoping to tell the stranger he too wasn't looking for a fight. The familiar electric fizz came back, along with that smell. That wonderful smell.
"Hey your not from around here huh? Can...can I ask your name?"
he figured he'd at least try, because for some reason, Toboe felt he'd be seeing a lot more of this wolf. And he didn't mind at all.

Shilaze sighed and started to walk off I can tell when I'm not wanted... besides Toboe would have better luck with the wolf by himself...

Kiba stared at the younger wolf a moment, somewhat surprised at the initial friendliness. An ear rotated at the sound of the female wolf departing. He glanced back to the timid younger wolf, unintentionally lowering his defenses. There was something about the pup that made him feel at ease.
"I'm from... far away," he answered quietly. After a moment of hesitation he added, "Kiba. My name is Kiba."

An ear flicked when a cold drop of rain hit it. Reflexively, he shook out his coat to even it out and protect against the cold. He turned to head back to his flimsy shelter of neglected debris, gaze turned to the direction he should have been traveling. The flower's scent dimmed in the rain and its absence left him feeling lost. He rested his head on his massive paws and exhaled deeply. His gaze fell on Toboe, and he shifted to allow the driest part of the shelter free for him. After all, the young wolf had less of a coat than he did.
"Get out of the rain."

Kain starts to wonder back, when he sees Toboe. Kain thinks to himself "...maybe it's good he doesn't fight. His heart is pure-unlike mine that still weeps for all of my victims. The life of the warrior is a difficult one...a life I hope this young one doesn't follow." He looks up at the sky "How do I do it? How do I cleanse myself from these tortured screams burning in my heart...the only way I can think of-is death."

Kain walked away from what was the battle ground. He saw Toboe talking to that white wolf, he was curious of what they were saying, but Kain figured he would find out soon enough. He went back to where the others were staying. The other wolves smiled as he walked in, and gave a sigh of relief that the battle was over. But Kain sensed something in them. These wolves are timid. They do not trust me it seems...as if saving their friend wasn't enough for them. Kain didn't look like a man to get close to. He had soldier's eyes and such a mysterious voice. "Well...I don't blame you; I wouldn't trust someone like me either." Kain said as he walked outside and sat up against the wall. It began to rain.

A water droplet fell on Shilaze's nose, then anther. "Grate all I needed" she sighed as the light sprinkle turned into a down poor. She headed back to where she had told the others to go getting socked in the process. She was almost there when she thought she heard a howl. She turned towards to sound but couldn't make out anything because of the rain. Shilaze gave a mental shrug and walked on not really minding the rain at least it's cleaning my fur off... Her mind drifted back to the white wolf there was something about him that drew her to him is it because he's wild? No there has to be something more to it then just that... but what? she was deep in thought as she walked on ignoring the rain.

Shilaze walked on still deep in thought and looking like a drowned rat ran into Kain, literally "Uh sorry about that Kain" She smiled at him as she cursed herself for not watching where she was going. "What are you doing out here in the rain anyway... Come in where it's warm, there is plenty of meat to go around" She said as she stood there waiting for him to enter before she did.

"Thank you for your generosity Shilaze, but I shouldn't intrude for much longer." Kain said. Shilaze looked somewhat disappointed. "I was thinking about continuing my search for a friend of mine, her name is Emi...but I don't even know if she is still alive." Shilaze turned to Kain and nodded slowly "I understand..." she glanced down "Good luck in your search..." she looked back up to meet his eyes "I'll miss you, so will the others.... Goodbye, my friend" Shilaze turned and started to walk inside a single tear running down her cheek though it was hard to tell in the rain.
Shilaze walked in and shock off the water as the pup ran over to her yipping Meshawa following "It's good to see you to" she told the pup as she ran around happily. Shilaze turned to Meshawa "Kain is going off to look for a friend of his. I don't know if he will be back..." Meshawa nodded "where's Toboe?" Shilaze slowly shock her head "He's with that other wolf... I didn't stick around but I know he's safe so don't worry" She glanced outside Kain was no where in site "Toboe will be back once the rain lets up... I think..." she sighed and watched out the door waiting for the rain to stop.

Kiba... Even the name sounded powerful. No doubt this wolf must have traveled really far. But Toboe wondered why he came here. The town was a miserable place to travel too. Maybe the white wolf was looking for someone? He wanted to ask, but thought maybe it could be saved for later. Kiba looked tired and weary. Toboe felt for him, and the fact that this wolf wasn't looking to pick a fight made Toboe like him even more.
Shilaze had disappeared. Toboe glanced around quickly and wondered why she left him. Maybe she went off to go look after the others. He told himself he'd go catch up to them later, but for right now, he was frozen to his spot.
Rain droplets fell from the sky and hit Toboe on the nose, causing him to jump a little. He bashfully tried to shake off the water that was starting to come faster. Toboe missed the sunlight. The rain was always so...droopy. He watched the white wolf go back to his spot, and Kiba told him to get out of the rain.
Toboe started to turn back, thinking it was best to go find Shilaze, yet something stopped him. "Hey Kiba, I uh, know where this abandoned building is. I stay there since she...well, I have some stashed food there, and it would be a nice shelter. You could stay there until the rain passes. Then you can, uh continue on with your journey? It isn't too far, you could rest there! I'll show you." Toboe wagged his tail eagerly in hopes Kiba would take him up on his offer.

Kiba lifted his head, and perhaps even tilted it a bit, sorting the words out of the young wolf's excited jumble. No one had ever invited him to share their food before. It inspired a sort of tug in his chest, similar to the call of the Lunar Flower, and it brought him to his paws before he had time to refuse. Indeed, he longed for real food, and he didn't much care for the rain or the stink of the construction site. And something about this pup's kindness moved him, and suddenly he had trouble formulating a protest.

"All right," he agreed, "but not for long."
He took a step forward, and from there his body moved without thought. For a second the white wolf even felt a sort of camaraderie and protectiveness, as if it was perfectly fitting -- necessary, even -- for him to travel along side the young wolf. Kiba couldn't help but feel as if something important was being put together, piece by piece, starting with that one initial step.
His ears perked at the sudden jingle that followed the younger wolf's movements. Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted the gleam of silver attached to Toboe's paw. Odd trinket to find, even on a street wolf. Kiba shook his head clear of the sound, instead studying the wolf himself.
Good coat. Skinny, but not underfed. He hasn't been on his own for very long.
"That others," he said finally, he turning his gaze ahead as he followed at Toboe's side. "The female, and an older male -- are you all a part of a pack?"

Toboe felt a great gentleness coming from Kiba. He may be wild and fierce, but he was also not without a soul. His agreement to come with Toboe made the young wolf feel for the first time in his short life that he was important to something. He may have lost his caregiver, but he'd help this one the best he could. He felt a duty almost; a duty to stay close, as if leaving now would upset the balance of the universe. Even the rain seemed to tell him it was his place.
He and Kiba began the short walk to this haven from the wet earth and sky. He noticed the gaze of the white wolf fall over him, as if trying to size him up a bit. He also noticed Kiba looking at the bracelet, and he wondered if the jingling annoyed him. When Kiba spoke, his thoughts dissolved and his whole being sat ready to absorb the words the white wolf spoke.
A pack? Toboe hadn't thought about being part of a pack. Since he had been alone for so long, he had kind of given up on the idea of others around him.
"No...No I just met them. I kinda came by them accidentally. Kinda like you too." Toboe chuckled a bit and continued. "I was raised by a human, well, until she died." A sadness came into Toboe's voice, one that hinted too many tears shed. He coughed a little. "I have been on my own for a little bit now. I am actually happy to see others around like me. I almost thought I was the only one left." He sighed heavily as he reached the mouth of the door. He went inside and uncovered his stash of salted meats and scraps he had collected over the past few days.
"I know it isn't as good as fresh meat, but you're welcome to it." He smiled wide and settled down, letting the dry air of the shack warm him up. He did want the rain to stop eventually, but he hoped it lasted a little longer.

Kiba was a bit surprised. A pet wolf? He'd never heard of such a thing, and it was a sad reminder of how few wolves were actually still wild. In all his travels, he'd met only a few deteriorating wild wolves, struggling to survive in what the humans left of the wilderness. The street wolves had made the choice to grovel in submission, living as stray dogs under the feet of humanity. They'd already forgotten what it meant to run free under the full moon. But his wolf pride ached for this pup, who probably wasn't aware of the freedom he'd already been denied. That he might still be able to reclaim. A part of Kiba wanted to show him.
In silence, the white wolf tore into a shred of the offered food. Once he got past the foreign taste of salt, his stomach welcomed it, and he ate as much as he dared take from the younger wolf. When he was finished, he settled down, secretly grateful for the dry warmth of the shelter.
"And now that you're on your own?" he inquired, listening to the rain fall. "Will you stay in this city?"

Toboe watched with great intent as Kiba ate. Toboe could only guess when this wild wolf's last meal was. He felt a twinge of sadness. He wondered if this wolf had a family he was looking for? Or maybe he was alone, like Toboe. He didn't think it was proper to ask. But...maybe he could?
Toboe had never really thought about it. The city never sat well with the young wolf. His spirit seemed to yearn for something more, a voice inside him kept telling him to run. But he had no idea where to go, so he just stayed put.
"I...I don't know. I guess, I haven't really thought about leaving. Mostly because I don't know where to go. This voice inside me tells me I shouldn't stay here though...What does it mean?" He looked off out the old window and up at the rain clouds that had started to disperse. Soon this wolf would leave him, and he grew sad at the thought of being alone again. But Kiba obviously was still traveling to parts unknown, and wouldn't want some loner pup at his side. This city wasn't meant for a wild wolf. But then again, it wasn't meant for any wolves at all.

"It means you are a wolf," Kiba quietly replied, closing his eyes. "Not a dog."
The rain fell heavier on the roof of the shelter, almost soothingly. Kiba felt relaxed for the first time since he'd departed on his measureless journey. Comforted, even. It was almost reminiscent of younger days, among the wild Lunar Flowers and his pack. Dead, all of it now. Was this what it was like to be among comrades?
"I'm following a scent that only wolves who have not forgotten their pride can smell. It will lead me to a place I need to be."
He didn't understand what made him open up to the child. Perhaps it was the sensation of a full stomach, or the comfortable warmth of the shelter. Or, perhaps, it was because Kiba recognized something familiar in the young wolf -- the sudden and tragic reality of loss, the sting of loneliness and an overwhelming longing to belong. The white wolf could almost see the past in this pup.

Toboe tilted his head a bit, as if to help himself think clearer about that remark. He found it as a compliment that Kiba saw him as a wolf, and not a street dog. Toboe knew he most certainly was no dog. He wrinkled his nose a bit at the idea, but he came to realize that, if people knew he had been raised by a human, they would assume he was her pet or something. But it was not like that, not at all.
He watched Kiba settle down. It made Toboe aware of his own sleepiness. But sleep could be saved for later. It wasn't everyday he got to actually sit and talk with another wolf, especially not one as interesting as this one.
Kiba spoke about following a scent. Toboe wondered what kind of scent. It had to be a pretty uncommon one if he traveled for so long following it. And those with Pride could only smell it. With a bit of anxiety, Toboe began to discreetly sniff the air, hoping to catch some kind of different smell in the air, but all he got was the same musty rotten smell mixed with that soft and sweet smell that sometimes drifted out of nowhere. He noticed too when Kiba was around, he could smell it stronger. Odd...

"I'm going to Rakuen." Kiba said quietly

"Rakuen" Toboe whispered. The word brought a shiver down his spine. Paradise, what was that? where was that? Whatever it was, it must be worthy of days and days of travel. It struck a chord with the young wolf, and he didn't know why. So many questions, yet one stood out even above the others.
"What is the scent your following? All I get around here is the smell of trash and humans. But, sometimes, on a sunny day I smell a light, sweet smell. It sure is nice. But it's always so faint. I have to go stand on this one hill sometimes just to pick it up better." Toboe idly mentioned. It was his favorite spot to go, it made him feel free and easy. It was the only spot of light in his world of grey.

Trent stared down at the paperwork. All the figures were starting to look the same to him...and the fact that he didn't know the whole problem they fit into made it so much harder to make sense of anything. But he was contractually obligated to finish this experiment, record the data, and report to his bosses without asking questions.
Sometimes he asked himself if the pay was worth the headaches and confusion that his work caused. And he was half-sure that once his work was received it was altered beyond recognition by the people who actually knew the whole story behind the project.
Flowers. How can flowers be so important that they weren't this sort of security?
He knew of the rumors. They were growing a girl in there, or they had stolen her. Some sort of ancient alchemy was involved. But he wasn't able to piece together what it had to do with flowers. Where did plant and human meet, anyway?
Sighing, Trent ran a hand through his brown hair. It wasn't in a scientist's nature to ignore the questions surrounding him. How could they expect him to just keep quiet and not ask these things?
A quiet squeak broke Trent from his thoughts, and he looked down to find a white and brown rat sitting right smack in the middle of his papers. The man smiled a bit, "I guess your right, Sukuu. Its time to take a rest."
The rat chattered as the human gathered his coat, picked her up and headed back out to the city.
I still can't see the link between the girl they say's in there and what I'm working on. Where do the plants fit into all of this?

Meshawa glares out at the rain as the pup ran out falling in all the puddles... "Why me?" She asked herself forgetting Shi was behind her. "You... What? Oh the pup?" Mesha glared at her sister... "Yes the pup. I hate playing the baby sitter I miss all the fights that way... its no fare." Shilaze slowly nodded "yes but at least your not shot like me..." she replied dryly as she watched the rain "it's not letting up... and Toboe..." she sighed and pulled off a chunk of the meat hanging in front of her well it's not deer or fresh but it'll do she thought as she ate "you know you can have some-" Shilaze started but was cut off by Meshawa "we did.. the rest is yours" Shilaze nodded "oh...ok" she bit off anther chunk when her mind went back to Toboe He should have been back by now, and he hasn't had anything to eat... she stood slowly swallowing the meet "I'll be back in a while" Meshawa stood and moved in front of her "Oh no you don't, If your going, I'm going" the pup yipped in agreement "alright..." Shilaze sighed "But where are you going?" Meshawa asked "To find Toboe..." with that she walked out the door into the rain with Meshawa and the pup behind her.

Trent didn't like rain. It was all to...to wet. And it forced Sukuu to hide in his jacket pocket, which was normally alright.
However, as he continued on his trek across the city, she got rather agitated. Squealing and wiggling, the rat quickly popped her head out of his pocket and then back in, pushing her little body as close to her human's as possible.
Trent stopped and looked down and the little bundle in his pocket. "...What? What's got you so upset, Sukuu?"
Of course Trent couldn't tell that, even with the rain, the rat had plainly smelled wolf. It wasn't the same as the dogs around town; it was somehow worse. Wild and...hungry.
Sometimes her human smelled similar and yet different. As if something had rubbed off on him. However, now in the rain, even the ever-present flowery scent was nearly washed off.
The man blinked and looked back to the house as the door opened. Was it that place? She got upset as I got nearer to it...

Shilaze walked out not caring if a human saw her as a wolf or not, most assumed she was nothing more then a dog anyway. She shook out her coat fluffing it up before the rain made her look like a drowned rat... again.
Meshawa come out carrying the pup that was more then protesting in sires of yips. Once they were out and under the roof of the building across the street Shilaze followed slowly and stopped feeling as if she was being watched. She made a motion for the others to go on while she scanned the area looking. Her black tipped ears turned strain for any sound while her tai flicked sending droplets into the air.

Trent was about to turn and go when he caught a glimpse of something. He raised an eyebrow and looked more closely.
Sukuu squealed in his pocket and started trying to push her body into a tiny ball.
Trent gave the rat in his pocket a glance then took a step closer to the canine forms.
That can't be...Just big dogs.
...But with all that I've had to look over, you'd think I'd know the difference between a dog and a wolf.
"No," he whispered to himself. "There's bound to have been interbreeding centuries ago. Still, to find such big dogs in a city like this is rare..."

Shilaze cult sight of the man as the rain let up and turned to go when a strange scent drifted to her. She sniffed the air it was coming form the human, but it smelled so sweet and calming, most humans reached of trash. Why is this one different... she thought. Meshawa wined wanting her sister to come but Shilaze had other ideas "go on... I'll catch up" she said quietly so only Meshawa could hear. Meshawa sighed and ran off following Toboe's scent.
Once Meshawa was out of site Shilaze walked towards the human. She was curies to why he smelled so different then the others. Her tail waged slightly as she got a good whiff of that sweet smell.

Trent kneeled down as Shilaze came into view. He smiled and patted a knee. "Here, boy. ...Girl? ...Here pup," He announced in a calm voice. Typical human-calling to strange animal voice.
He tilted his head to the side a bit, looking over Shilaze. She was defiantly bigger than most dogs in the city. Hell, than all dogs he had seen here in the city. And there was something about her that made her seem different from dogs.
Well, dogs were known to go feral at times, perhaps that was it.
Under his breath, Trent mumbled to himself, "Wolves are extinct, after all."

Shilaze slowly approached him her head down. She was determent to find out why he had such a wired smell to him let alone why he wasn't that afraid of her. Once she was with in reaching distance of him she sat down and meet his eyes with her golden eyes letting her tail thump the ground. That smell is coming from him and it smells so... nice she sighed happily.

Trent held his hand out for the "dog" to sniff at, and then cautiously scratched her muzzle.
"You're a big one aren't you?" He continued, in the vaguely sing-song voice that humans used to try and keep stray animals calm and close. "And your fur looks rather clean...not just a stray are you?" He smiled, patting the wolf.
It would have been so much easier to use something like this. Why did they decide on a human anyway? Hum...damned nobles.
In Trent's pocket, Sukuu shivered, ears pressed against her head. She was doing her best to stay still and silent; she did not like being this close to such a big predator.
"Do you have someplace to stay, boy?" Trent blinked, looking over the wolf again, and then laughed quietly. "I'm sorry, girl. Do you have someplace to stay, girl? Or would you like me to get you something to eat?"

Shilaze tilted her head in wonder at why the human was talking to her in such a way then remembered something she had been told before so the elder was right there is such a thing as a good human She waged her tail at the suggestion of food and timidly licked his hand still not trusting humans completely Meshawa will be fine after all she's going to find Toboe and I am hungry... She wanted to ask him why he smelt different but thought it best not to. After all what would a human think if a wolf started talking to them? She slightly laughed to herself.