


Keema ran as fast as he could, the noise of the sirens ringing in his ears, Suddenly, gunshot. An ear peircing yelp could be heard and Keema turned around in a flash, A familiar face, a lean white dog lying on the floor blood stained. Keema darted back over to it, Gun shot again and again, so many times the striped wolf lost count. The pain didn't even matter anymore as he sat above his dying friend "Toby... you can't leave me.. not now.."
The white wolf smiled faintly "You were always more then a friend to me Keems....I have something for you.. " The wolf pressed something into Keema's paws "Take it now go. Theres nothing left for me GO!" the wolf yelled. Keema picked up the blade not caring if it cut him and sprinted away... his friend's last wish was him to survive.












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