Darth scowled at how easiley he had given up the tough thing, he had to work on that. He limped after then slowley making sure they left his alley. He then limped back to the spot he made for sleeping he didn't like where the rest of the pack stayed.
Mystic was headed back to the house where the stray's slept. She turned to Nash as he caught up, "That male back there didn't seem like he liked being mean."
Nash smiled then looked around, he saw Trinity on the side roads, What a babe... He thought to himself then shook his head. She was a bad stray, he was good, they would never be anything together.
Nash walked into the house and layed down in his room, a little depressed, and longingly sighed.
Trinity sat on the beach watching the sunset, then watched as the stars slowly lit up the night sky, although that was almost impossible with all the people and lights on. Trinity scowled.