Nails skittered to a hault as the small framed body aproached the man-made mountain of red and black. Panting, mortified, showing fear in it's purest form as blood dripped from his once clean coat. Barking in the distance sent shudders through his spine causing him to leap toward the brick wall, yelping in terror. His life would end if the pack catches him... deep in his mind; he knew staying within the comfort of the country would have been safer.
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