Miles from the city, the wolves found themselves out in a snowy Heath. But it didn't stop them from running for days on end. Haven took a look behind her to see Raidon starting to fall behind. He slowed his pace to a walk while his wolf head lowered and his wolf tongue hanging out. The incessant days they ran took a toll on him.
"Willow, slow down…" he pants. Willow kept looking forward with her wolf ears raised. She rolled her green wolf eyes at his complaint. Last thing she needs is a slacker to slow them down. "Should've left your ass back at the city." She muttered. Haven, by Willow's left side, kept looking behind her at a tired Raidon.
"But… we've been running for days. I'm really tired. Can we take a break?" Raidon pants. Willow stopped in her tracks. She lifted her wolf head and sniffed the air ahead of them. She could smell the remains of a city that appears to be abandoned.
"There's a city up ahead. Smells abandoned to me. We'll rest there." Willow says, looking back at Raidon and Haven.
Then, the three wolves settle down in an abandoned building. The grey she wolf had her back to Haven and Raidon, her wolf ears raised all the way. "Can we find something to eat Willow?" Haven asked, panting tiredly. "Not right now. This place doesn't seem right to me. It reeks if human junk." Willow said, looking around.
Around them was nothing but empty bottles, dirty needles, and papers. She despised anything that was related to humans.
Ten minutes later, the distant sound of barking alarms Haven. Her wolf ears twitch and she lifted her wolf head. "Guys, I hear dogs." She said nervously. As if on cue, the dogs made themselves appear with growls and barks.
The wolves make a run for it with the danger following close behind them. However, they didn't make it very far as the sight of a dead end corners them. Willow growls at the humans with her wolf fangs bared and her hackles raised to show her aggression. She even put her wolf body against a frightened Haven to protect her.
But they ended up getting trapped by a large net which lifted them off the ground; leaving them immobilized. "This should keep them knocked out for a while." A human says, sticking them with a tranquilizer. Darkness then takes them.
No more than a few hours passed since they were captured. Willow had already awoke from the drugs and was observing the place they were being kept in, her wolf ears raised. "Willow, what happened?" Raidon asked, still groggy. "The humans captured us. But I don't know where we are." Willow whispered. Being in the next cell, he looked at her.
"Willow… help me." She said as she started howling. Willow shushed her because the humans could not know of what they are. "Willow calm down. She can't help it. Where are we anyway?" Raidon asked. A new voice answers his question from Haven's right.
"You guys are in the dog fights. Where humans come to bet money on the winning dog in a fight. I'm only half wolf so I breed with the winning female. So fighting isn't in my blood." A young male said. He was white with tan on his left eye, his forelegs, and on the tip of his tail. He had bright blue eyes as well.
Haven glanced at the other wolf dog and said, "But I'm too small to fight.". "They usually use the smaller ones as bait." An American bulldog said. Due to her small physique, it was likely that she would be defeated too easily. Then, the heavy metal door opens to reveal a human with a catchpole.
"Here they come. Hopefully they won't pick you." The dog said, looking at Haven with sympathy. But saying that alone wasn't enough to stop the humans. They rung the catchpole tightly around the wolf dogs neck. She cowered down in fear with her wolf ears lowered. "Willow… where are they taking me?" She whimpered, her body shaking.
Willow saw this and immediately went into maternal mode. She snarled loudly at the humans, her wolf jaws open all the way. "GET THE HELL AWAY FROM HER!" She snarled, ready to bust out of the gate. She wasn't about to let the selfish humans hurt Haven.
The white wolf dog only sighed at Haven being chosen. "Dang, there won't be much left of her when Diablo is finished with her. Even if you do find her in the ring, it'll be too late." He said doubtfully.
Meanwhile, a frightened Haven was thrown in the middle of the fighting ring with a muzzle on her so her wolf mouth would be shut. She was scared to death and it didn't help that the crowd surrounding her was much bigger than her.
Then, another door opens and a dog that is a doberman walks out. He was much taller than her so it made him intimidating. "Don't move little one. I'll make it painless." He said in a Spanish accent. Haven knew she wouldn't stand a chance against him. In her mind, she wants Willow to save her. Where was she?
Back at the cells, Willow and Raidon managed to break out of their cells in their human forms. Willow was determined to find Haven before anything could happen to her. "Okay, that mutt knows the way to the ring. Let's have him lead us to where Haven is." Willow said, looking around for the exit.
The white wolf dog looks at them. If he was gonna help them, he needed to be in human form so no one could suspect. "How do I turn to human form? If I'm gonna help you with finding your friend then I need to know how." The white wolf dog asked. Raidon told him that he needed to close his eyes and imagine being a human.
He does so and becomes human. "Okay, cool. I can take you to your friend." He says, stretching his new limbs. With Haven, she was running from Diablo, afraid of what might happen if he catches her. "Stop running! You're preventing the inevitable!" He growled, catching her by her neck hide tightly by her neck hide with his sharp teeth.
She was thrown and rolled on the ground with a hard hit. Diablo pinned her down by her throat. "I can't breathe…" Haven wheezed, seeing the killer look on the Dobermans face. She thought she would meet her fate but a grey figure knocked the doberman out of the way. It was Willow!
She tears off the muzzle off of Haven's muzzle. They head for the door that Haven was released from. "Follow Raidon. He's down the hall with that mutt." Willow said, looking at the doberman. "This way!" The white wolf dog called. The four wolves make a break for it down the hall in wolf form.
The man running the dog fights was annoyed by Willow sabotaging Diablo's performance. "Those fucking dogs! They ruined the event!" He scowled, clenching his fist. His partner came up to him. "Sir, those aren't dogs. They turned human in the cages. I think they're wolves." He tells the leader. It made him light up with a sickening eagerment.
He chuckled sinisterly. "Wolves eh? They're worth $500 a head. Get 'em boy!" The leader said, holding strands of Willow's fur, letting Diablo sniff them out.
Diablo begins to give chase and howled. The white wolf dog picks up on the sound and he jerks his wolf head to the pack. "They're on us!" He exclaimed. Willow stands on the outskirts of the forest, her wolf tail raised.
"Head to the woods. Don't look back. I'll catch up with you guys." She said, Haven lowered her wolf head in desperation. "Willow…" she whimpered. "Go now!" Willow ordered, showing she wasn't playing around.
The grey she wolf looked behind her and saw the ring leader and his fighting dog on her tail. She began to run. Fires were shot and struck her hindlegs, making her stumble a bit. She growled at the stinging pain but kept running while being shot at.
Hearing the various shots, Haven's wolf ears raised and she looked back at Willow to see her wounded. "Willow! I have to help her!" Haven exclaimed. Raidon saw her run to Willow. "Haven stop!" He exclaimed.
The grey she wolf looked up at her friend with a glare, her left hind leg bleeding. " Didn't I tell you to run?" Willow muttered through her pain. "You're bleeding…" Haven said, going to lick her wound. "I'll take out the pup." A hunter said, pointing a gun at Haven. Willow saw this and moved her quickly with her wolf teeth as a bullet struck her hip, making her cringe in pain.
The newly formed pack went to find shelter because a storm was starting to brew in. The humans with their dog had no choice but to turn back around because of the storm. Willow limped on her wounded leg, gritting her wolf teeth every time she used it. "Lean on me, Willow. There's a hollowed tree over there that we can use for shelter." Raidon said, looking at Willow.