River
Little angel go away, come again some other day.River watched him as started to play with a tennis ball. At his thanks she lifted her lip slightly to reveal teeth. She didn't want to seem
too nice. "Yea, yea, don't count your blessings. I didn't think grown up dogs like you would play with such stupid things." she paused, " Whats your name anyways?" she asked with a wary eye.
Will
It's obvious you hate me. Though I've done nothing wrong, I've never even met you~Will continued on his way after pondering the possibility's of what those marks on the walls meant to humans for a couple of minutes. Will wasn't heading anywhere in particular. He still wasn't ready to go back to his sister yet. They hardly ever walked the streets. They only went to the streets when hunting was bad and in winters worst moments. He was a city dog yet his sister was a country dog. She had tried many times to convince him to leave the city with her. To go live in the country side, or the woods, or maybe even the mountains where nature was vast and humans few. But Will just shook his head at her every time, even though he knew they could make it. He was afraid that one of these days his sister would leave and if that day ever came he would have to choose to stay or go. River had good reasons to go for there was nothing left to hold her back or to go to. Maybe if their brothers Paw and Sky came back and Squirrel wasn't hit by that bus she would have somewhere to go. Jealousy hit Will at the thought of his brother Squirrel, he held back the snarl from his throat and pushed the thoughts of him away. Suddenly a familiar scent came across his nose. A scent from earlier today, Cricket's scent to be exact. He poked his head in an alleyway and woofed. "Hello? Are you the dog that kicked me in the nose?"