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In an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of London.

Great, another night being spent inside this old warehouse, I would say that at least it is dry and warm but all the windows are broken so they let the cold air in and the roof has so many leaks that calling it a roof is laughable.

Fortunately for me, I have managed to find a corner of the warehouse where the roof doesn't leak quite so bad, and with the old blanket that I found on my travels around London and the old wooden crate that I collected from a shops dumpster I can at least say that it is kind of a home.

The thing is while it may be my home it's not at all secure so I have to try and guard any food that I find from the bully dogs who regularly come in and not only take my food but also give me a damn good beating into the bargain.

Normally a Rottweiler like me would have no trouble taking care of himself, that all changed on my first night here, a group of large dogs wandered into the warehouse and found me just setting up my makeshift home. I won't go into the gory details suffice to say that a large area around the warehouse has patches of my blood.

I learned a valuable lesson that night if I want to stay alive when the dogs come back I will just let them take whatever food they want from me, which is usually all of it, oh sure I have tried to reason with them to let me keep some of the food that I have found but it usually falls on deaf and uncaring ears.

I do get some nights where I can quickly eat what I have found, usually when I am way past hungry and eat what I find on the go, on those nights if I get a visit then they usually smack me around a bit and then leave, some nights the leader of the pack, a large Doberman, takes his fun out of my ass...literally, leaving me not only battered and bruised but feeling sore and dirty too.

I'm not a mean spirited Rottweiler, I mean I don't have a mean bone in my body, but trust me one of these days the worm will turn and I will snap, the only trouble with that is that I will still be too weak to defend myself and it will probably lead to my death...death ah yes sweet surrender indeed, at least it will end my torment.

A large pack of dogs enters the building.

Oh, here we go, I wonder what I have in store for me tonight, well I have already made sure to eat what I could find so they won't be leaving with any food, so that leaves three options, option one is just a straight forward beating, option two I get my ass fucked or option three which is the worst one, a beating and a butt fucking, either way, I fear that more of my blood is going to be spilt.

Doberman: Oh look, boys, the snotweiller has eaten his food and not left any for us, okay have at him.

Great, option one it is...

A large and imposing Wolf enters the building and begins to growl.

Wolf: "Five onto one is not a fair fight guys, now add me into the mix to make it five against two and it will be much more of a fair fight."

I don't remember much of what happened next but I'm still here and the Wolf is approaching me, I back into the corner as much as I can fearing a Wolf mauling, I would surely not survive one of those. The Wolf sees me backing away and stops advancing.

Wolf: "Hey now don't worry, I won't hurt you, I just want to see how badly they hurt you and maybe even get you patched up a little."

I can't back up any further, I can either allow the Wolf to continue to walk towards me or I can try and make a dash for the building exit. The way to the exit is blocked by the Wolf so I have my doubts that I will make it out in one piece, so I sit there and cower in the corner waiting for my fate, as I wait I look at the Wolf.

As he approaches I see that his fur is jet black with various markings, could they be some sort of tribal colours and markings? As he gets closer he slows a little and lowers his head, he sniffs the air a little.

Wolf: "Those asshats have drawn more blood on you my friend, a good job that I came in when I did."

The Wolf reaches a paw out towards my muzzle and as a last show of defiance, I begin to growl and snarl. The Wolf's paw stops dead in its tracks.

Wolf: "Woah easy there, no need to go into red alert, I'm just trying to see if they got you anywhere else."

I still don't trust this Wolf and so my snarling and growling continue, finally, admitting defeat the Wolf lowers his paw back to the ground, he then sits on his haunches for a while before he speaks again.

Wolf: "Well if you won't let me check you over then at least allow me to introduce myself, my name is Tristan Black Wolf, I would be honoured to know your name."

I stare at the Wolf for a while and then finally my brain begins to reboot, This Wolf has just stood up for me, no one has ever done that before, maybe I can trust him a little. I finally decided to introduce myself.

Me: "M-my name is Alex Trent sir, t-thanks for your help with the dogs, but now you are a marked Wolf because of me, so you should leave and not return here because we may have got rid of the dogs for now but they will return and this time they will be even angrier."

Tristan: "You are right Alex, they will most likely make their return but I don't intend to be here when they do, I also don't intend to leave you here alone and defenceless either, if you are up for it you can stay with me for as long as you need."

So stay here and get mauled by some very angry dogs or go with Tristan to places and situations unknown, well seeing as how my trust in Tristan has increased since our meeting and the fact that he hasn't done anything as yet to hurt me there is only one thing to do.

Me: "I guess you have a travelling companion because if I stay here then I won't last much longer, I just hope that I'm not letting myself in for a huge fall."

I stand up on my hind legs again, a little wobbly at first, Tristan also stands, I take one last look at my old home and we both head out of the warehouse. Who knows where this new path will take us.