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The sun was particularly bright today and the birds had returned from their Winter holidays, all the forest creatures were starting to come back. It was just like in Snow White when all the birds, rabbits, and deer followed her around while singing happily. The world seemed happy, the say the least, and most of Anathema was all smiles and friendly greetings. Spring was such a wonderful, carefree time in nature. The harsh cold nights of Winter was over and wolves, coyotes and dogs alike were all free to roam the lands and take witness to the beauty that God had created from barren land. It was disgusting. The hybrid would sooner step through the flowers, crushing them with a smile, then to pick one and savor its sweet smell. In fact, this is just what he was doing.


So instead of enjoying the sunny day the cave system of his pack sheltered him, hiding the male from all the happy stupid faces of the outside world. With a torch grasped tightly by a clawed hand and a side bag filled with white flowers he had torn from the field Giuseppe traveled further and further into the dark. He wasn't a stupid coy-dog so every now and then he would take a flower from his army green bag, toss it on the floor, and crush it into dirt with a cuss. Walking relatively slowly he began to wonder where all these tunnels went to. There seemed to be so many of them undiscovered that the rest of his pack mates simply ignored. ' I guess they're just to stupid to care.' He thought as he tossed another daisy onto the ground. There was nothing that pissed the mix breed up more than canines that wouldn't take the time of day to learn. It was because of them that the concept of God existed and so may others thought every little thing was a sin. With one stomp he grumbled, “Fucking Idiots.”

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After his little outburst the hybrid stood silent staring at the crushed flower. Oh what joy it would bring him to have such power over everyone he met. If only his asshole of a father had taken more of a liking to him instead of Teo, then he could have been running his own gang, collecting pawns for dominating their Italian homeland. He would have made an excellent gang head. After all, he was tough, strong, and best of all a little on the evil side. Why Draco had decided to love Matteo's pearly white coat and bland personality he would never know.


The voice of a female caught his attention causing his head to snap to the side and ears to stand straight up rather comically, as Giuseppe's ears were abnormally tall compared to most in the area. His chocolate eyes squinted at the girl curiously. “What's it to you?” He questioned in a grumpy tone. It looked like his plan to avoid any contact with others was slowly going down hill. Taking a closer at the girl his instincts became confused. She wasn't a very pretty girl, or very feminine looking at that. Not really his type to start with but he would try anyway, “You look lonely doll, can I help fill that emptiness?” A sly grin spread across his muzzle as he said the words very suggestively. Maybe her confidence would be low today? After all, it usually went that the less beautiful a female, the more vulnerable they were. Many times in Italy he had run across the ugly girl looking to get laid. It was a moment that made them feel more loved. Stupid females seemed to think that physical relationships where some how linked to the love they all so deeply longed for.