.:> Sven <:.
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A medium sized pooch walked down a hallway to a fairly small room, where the floor was cracked with ferns and moss growing up from it. He was carrying a steak, or at least what was left of it. A few chunks of meat still stuck close to the bone. He'd managed to slip into a garbage can, where the lid wasn't fully on. He'd gotten his head in just far enough to knock it over, and pull the scrap out before the noise brought a human running at him. Then he ran, carrying his prize back to the abandoned hospital that he called home. So far he'd been lucky enough not to run into another dog... But as he wandered around he could smell them easily.
Sven was his name, and he figured he'd do a bit of exploring later. Possibly heading to the second floor where he hadn't yet been. Though for now, he laid down in a corner of the room, his body mostly hidden by plants, and started chewing on his meal. It wasn't much, but it was enough. Some days he'd go without anything, though he almost always managed to get at least one small scrap. Which, so far, proved to be enough to support his meager size. All he could do was chew off the bits of meat that he could, and hope no other dog came to steal his food away.
Sven was his name, and he figured he'd do a bit of exploring later. Possibly heading to the second floor where he hadn't yet been. Though for now, he laid down in a corner of the room, his body mostly hidden by plants, and started chewing on his meal. It wasn't much, but it was enough. Some days he'd go without anything, though he almost always managed to get at least one small scrap. Which, so far, proved to be enough to support his meager size. All he could do was chew off the bits of meat that he could, and hope no other dog came to steal his food away.
