I do not own dbgt or its characters.
Sorry about chapter 1 being so short.
Trunks
Trunks was drawn outside by his mother's voice. As he passed by bulla, his very bossy sister, the two traded glances. Bulla rolled her eyes and chuckled softly. "Lucky you" she teased. Trunks muttered crossly and speed walked out the door. His mother was standing by her humming bird feeder, which was in shambles. She was holding a broken piece of plastic, dripping nectar onto the cutest kitten slippers ever. Man I wish those slippers were on my feet instead. They're so adorable! "Trunks, an f wording wolf got into my bird feeder!" Wha? Wolf? He didn't believe it until he saw wolf prints in the muddy ground. But when he looked closer, they looked like cat prints. Wolf sized cat prints? Nothing was adding up. "Go find this nasty vermin and get it out of here before put a bullet in its head." Trunks immediately ran back to the house, grabbed his bag and went to find that cat/wolf.
Trunks followed the tracts into the woods. He found nothing until out of the corner of his eye he saw a streak of silver in the bushes. His heart froze with excitement. He dashed towards it, and came out into a clearing. There was a large, wolfish cat standing in the middle of the clearing. It had silver fur, with orange fur on the tip of its tail, and standing up on its haunches, shoulders and head. The cat jumped around to face him, hissing. It had a snow white muzzle, and a scar running over its left eye. The thing that got him most was those fierce amber eyes and the neckless dangling from its neck. The last thing he expected it to do was talk. "Stay away. "Then it leaped, catching him off guard in his shock and wrestled him to the ground, claws digging into his shoulder, its muzzle centimeters away from his face. He struggled to get up but couldn't. How is this thing so strong? Then its grip weakened. The silver cat growled at him one last time before darting into the trees, leaving trunks to stare on, dumbfounded.