Alpha
He knew it was his alpha's metal beast; the sound was unmistakable even at this distance.
After waiting for a couple of minutes, he heard approaching footsteps and ran to the front door. The anticipation was killing him as the noise stopped just outside of the entrance and he listened impatiently as the tumblers in the lock yielded. Any lesser dog might have pounced, but he simply barked in greeting when the door opened and revealed his mother; back from her day with the rest of the pack. His tail wagged in sheer puppy bliss as she crouched down and patted his head affectionately, smiling softly.
Black Hayate loved when Riza came home. Though she was a strict alpha, she was a good one. She loved him and the human males in the matching silly furs she left everyday to work for, even when she shot at them.
A/N: It's kind of bleh in my opinion, my creative juices have stopped flowing right now. If anyone has any prompts they'd like to see used or whatnot you're welcome to send it in, I'll give it a shot. This is wasn't beta read, so feel free to correct me.