DISCLAIMER: ok, I don't own anything in Crash bandicoot, just writing a fic here.

A whine emerged from the dungeons of Cortex's castle. A small figure of gray hued fur lay on its side. It made no move what-so-ever towards the rotting food that lay not too far away. It seemed like the usual day, but this day was slightly different, on this day, this creature would be dragged from the dungeon, weak as it was and put through a series of tests. Soon the door to the creature's cell was opened and Tiny Tiger walked in pulling the gray furred animal off the ground and hauled her up the spiraling staircase to the lab. There the creature was held still as Cortex came towards it. He wrapped a hand around the muzzle of the creature and brought a slender nose into the light from underneath a messy head of blackish colored hair.

"Ah… weakening yourself I see." He shook his head in disdain. "What a pitiful creature you are." He dropped the muzzle of the creature and turned to his evil witch doctor mask Uka-Uka.

"So this is your new secret weapon Cortex? It doesn't look like it could take on Crash and company by itself." Cortex crossed his arms.

"You'll see Uka-Uka. I'll make that pitiful she wolf into a fighter yet! DINGODILE!"

Dingodile wandered into the room and looked at Cortex.

"Take this thing and clean it up!" he gestured to the she-wolf that Tiny was still holding up. Dingodile eyed the female and slung her over his shoulder. He then carried her off to find another female to get her clean. There were several, lounging around, but one in particular was going to be of any assistance at all.

"Hey, Sher!" a female fox looked up.

"What is it now Sweetie?"

"Bloody hell Sher! I told ya not to call me Sweetie! Anyways Cortex wants this female cleaned up." Sher flicked her hand dismissively.

"Modest Dingodile brings yet another to be cleaned up." Dingodile dropped the weak girl next to Sher. "My, my... she looks like she's close to death."

"Blame it on Cortex. I' gonna go scrounge up some grub that probably will be half-way decent for her to eat." Sher took the girl's muzzle into her black paw and looked into a pair of reddish eyes

"You might want to try the Wumpa fruit Dingodile…" Dingodile cast a confused glance back.

"Why the Wumpa?" Sher glared at him and he walked off. She looked into the eyes of this weak female for a moment longer.

"Can you stand?"

The she-wolf moved and stood. Sher guided her to a large tub and began to fill it with water. As soon as it was full enough she helped the she-wolf into the tub of water. The wolf looked at Sher wondering about this strange kindness.

"Ya got a name?" the wolf blinked a moment.