WC:594
What was a pet? The coyote wolf male could only wonder. The Lone hybrid wanted to make his pet stand out, he wanted to make sure that she could let everyone know that she was property of him and him alone. If anyone wanted anything from the snowy white smelly she wolf that they would have to go though him. Was that not what you did with your pets? You gifted them with a collar and a leash? Rojo knew he did not have to worry about trying to name her. She came with a name. Though he knew he was going to have to work on teaching her manners. She snapped at him one too many times. She was going to learn one way or another the he was in charge and she was just a pet, a stupid, replaceable pet that should be thanking him for taking her under his care. She would have food in her stomach and would not have to worry about someone trying to hurt her. Rojo would shield her away from the harshness of the world.
The male walked booth to booth looking at the leathers, none felt right, he wanted something that he could make her wear, he wanted it to look pretty against her colorless coat. Walking on his two feet the male walked booth to both picking up the leathers and flipping them over, tugging on them and smelling them. He wanted something that would prove to stand up against the test of time. Not only did it have to stand up and last, it had to be pretty, he was going to be a good pet owner.
By the time the male reached the third booth, the male that owned the store has a shimmer in his eyes. ”Ohhh you want special? I have that! You wait!” The bi-pedal dog walked back into the tent that he had set up as his makeshift home for the time that they were here. The male came back out of the home with a pink dyed collar with rhinestones all over it. The hybrid brown and white male smiled, giving a nod. Yes! Yes this was just what he wanted. It would look so nice against her, now only to be nice and give it to her and let her know what he demand from her. She no longer had the will of freewill. She was owned and would be his property. IF she would ever want to have pups…he would find a male what was of wolf blood and wolf blood only that he thought would make a good litter with her. That was it. The native to the land looked at the male as he shifted over, leaning over the counter, as he made a motion and the dog meet him half way over the counter.
Rojo whispered to the male about some female that was looking for a good time, the truth behind this story? None! Rojo wanted a cheap and easy trade, and with the light that was now shimmering in the dog’s eyes he had gotten just that. The dog leaned back now smiling like a stupid fool nodding ”Very good! Very good! You take! You have! Make good deal!” The silver and brown coyote male smiled as he turned around, walking down the rows of booths taking a few seconds to look as check each one out. He might have something they wanted, and they could shower him in gift to take to his now favorite and only pet.
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