Beware: Extremely hyper cuddler

"Brasaassen." Fenic whined (Ask-inu-scout)

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“What’s the matter, puppy?”

“I’m bored. Can we go for a walk or chase some cars or dig through garbage?” He asked, flopping on his side.

Brasen reaches over to pat you gently. “How about we just go to the park? You can do all that there, just don’t get caught.”

He nodded excitedly. “OKAY!!!” He got up and waited by the door.

“Hang on, hang on..” Brasen got up and grabbed his keys along with a little bag of treats. “Alright lets go.” He opened the door, letting you go first.

He quickly bounced outside, sniffing at the tree he'd last seen a squirrel at.

"Brasaassen." Fenic whined (Ask-inu-scout)

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“What’s the matter, puppy?”

“I’m bored. Can we go for a walk or chase some cars or dig through garbage?” He asked, flopping on his side.

Brasen reaches over to pat you gently. “How about we just go to the park? You can do all that there, just don’t get caught.”

He nodded excitedly. "OKAY!!!" He got up and waited by the door.

"Brasaassen." Fenic whined (Ask-inu-scout)

@ask-inu-scout

“What’s the matter, puppy?”

"I'm bored. Can we go for a walk or chase some cars or dig through garbage?" He asked, flopping on his side.

“Ehehe, yeah, hardly anyone uses them, I think you could get away with it, ehehe,” he said, before he rubbed at the back if his neck, “You just gotta out some logs in the actual fireplace and light it up with a match, like a campfire, but inside. Ehe…”

He rubbed at the back of his neck once again. He would have to show him.

“Sure, ehehe, I mean, you know, as long as you don’t make too noise, ehehe, you might get in trouble if you get caught, ehe,” he said, “I mean, hardly anyone goes to them, but better safe than sorry, ehe…”

He then smiled.

“That’s good to hear, I could make you another one if you want.”

“Yes please!” He nodded excitedly. “We won’t make much noise. We’re all pretty quiet.” He assured. He waited patiently for more food. “I like your laugh. You have a very nice laugh.” He added

“I’ll show the cabin soon. It’s pretty nice. The previous owners had done a good job on ‘em, ehehe…” He said, as he got to work on making another sandwich, “Do you want another cup of tea too?”

He couldn’t help but blush a little bit on hearing that.

“Ehe, thanks, most people just think it’s annoying, ehehe, I tend to just laugh, ehehe, like that when I don’t know what to say, ehehe…”

He set the the plate down for other again, with another freshly made sandwich.

“Some more tea would be great, thanks.” He nodded. “I don’t think it’s annoying. I think it’s cute.” He chuckled. “Some people say I’m annoying too cause of how hyper I am.” He ate a bit slower this time.

“That’s not a problem,” he said. He was quick to get another cup of tea made. He figured using the peppermint was a good idea once again.

He brought it over. His cheeks just went that little bit redder on hearing the compliment.

“Ehehehe, thanks,” he said then, as he set the tea down, “Nah, I wouldn’t have said that about you, ehe, you don’t seem all that hyper to me, ehe…”

He rubbed at the back of his neck.

“Once you’re done with those, I’ll show you the cabin.”

He nodded excitedly as he ate. “Thank you.” He really enjoyed the meal, and feeling full for the first time too. “Hey. Can… can we be friends?” He asked, tail wagging a bit.

“Ehehe, it’s all right, everyone needs a safe place to live, and be able to eat and drink good things, ehehehe,” it would be a long time before everyone could have that. It was a sad thought.

He tried his best to keep it out of his mind for now.

“Ehehe, sure, we can be friends,” he replied, with a small smile. He rubbed at the back of his neck, “You seem like a good kid,” he added. He was already thinking that maybe Dell could do with some kind of helper.

He smiled brightly and hugged him. "Yay! Another friend! And one that doesn't bark!" He cheered, tail wagging so hard it practically looked like it was gonna fall off.

“Ehehe, yeah, hardly anyone uses them, I think you could get away with it, ehehe,” he said, before he rubbed at the back if his neck, “You just gotta out some logs in the actual fireplace and light it up with a match, like a campfire, but inside. Ehe…”

He rubbed at the back of his neck once again. He would have to show him.

“Sure, ehehe, I mean, you know, as long as you don’t make too noise, ehehe, you might get in trouble if you get caught, ehe,” he said, “I mean, hardly anyone goes to them, but better safe than sorry, ehe…”

He then smiled.

“That’s good to hear, I could make you another one if you want.”

“Yes please!” He nodded excitedly. “We won’t make much noise. We’re all pretty quiet.” He assured. He waited patiently for more food. “I like your laugh. You have a very nice laugh.” He added

“I’ll show the cabin soon. It’s pretty nice. The previous owners had done a good job on ‘em, ehehe…” He said, as he got to work on making another sandwich, “Do you want another cup of tea too?”

He couldn’t help but blush a little bit on hearing that.

“Ehe, thanks, most people just think it’s annoying, ehehe, I tend to just laugh, ehehe, like that when I don’t know what to say, ehehe…”

He set the the plate down for other again, with another freshly made sandwich.

“Some more tea would be great, thanks.” He nodded. “I don’t think it’s annoying. I think it’s cute.” He chuckled. “Some people say I’m annoying too cause of how hyper I am.” He ate a bit slower this time.

“That’s not a problem,” he said. He was quick to get another cup of tea made. He figured using the peppermint was a good idea once again.

He brought it over. His cheeks just went that little bit redder on hearing the compliment.

“Ehehehe, thanks,” he said then, as he set the tea down, “Nah, I wouldn’t have said that about you, ehe, you don’t seem all that hyper to me, ehe…”

He rubbed at the back of his neck.

“Once you’re done with those, I’ll show you the cabin.”

He nodded excitedly as he ate. "Thank you." He really enjoyed the meal, and feeling full for the first time too. "Hey. Can... can we be friends?" He asked, tail wagging a bit.

“Ehehe, yeah, hardly anyone uses them, I think you could get away with it, ehehe,” he said, before he rubbed at the back if his neck, “You just gotta out some logs in the actual fireplace and light it up with a match, like a campfire, but inside. Ehe…”

He rubbed at the back of his neck once again. He would have to show him.

“Sure, ehehe, I mean, you know, as long as you don’t make too noise, ehehe, you might get in trouble if you get caught, ehe,” he said, “I mean, hardly anyone goes to them, but better safe than sorry, ehe…”

He then smiled.

“That’s good to hear, I could make you another one if you want.”

“Yes please!” He nodded excitedly. “We won’t make much noise. We’re all pretty quiet.” He assured. He waited patiently for more food. “I like your laugh. You have a very nice laugh.” He added

“I’ll show the cabin soon. It’s pretty nice. The previous owners had done a good job on ‘em, ehehe…” He said, as he got to work on making another sandwich, “Do you want another cup of tea too?”

He couldn’t help but blush a little bit on hearing that.

“Ehe, thanks, most people just think it’s annoying, ehehe, I tend to just laugh, ehehe, like that when I don’t know what to say, ehehe…”

He set the the plate down for other again, with another freshly made sandwich.

"Some more tea would be great, thanks." He nodded. "I don't think it's annoying. I think it's cute." He chuckled. "Some people say I'm annoying too cause of how hyper I am." He ate a bit slower this time.

“Ehehe, yeah, hardly anyone uses them, I think you could get away with it, ehehe,” he said, before he rubbed at the back if his neck, “You just gotta out some logs in the actual fireplace and light it up with a match, like a campfire, but inside. Ehe…”

He rubbed at the back of his neck once again. He would have to show him.

“Sure, ehehe, I mean, you know, as long as you don’t make too noise, ehehe, you might get in trouble if you get caught, ehe,” he said, “I mean, hardly anyone goes to them, but better safe than sorry, ehe…”

He then smiled.

“That’s good to hear, I could make you another one if you want.”

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"Yes please!" He nodded excitedly. "We won't make much noise. We're all pretty quiet." He assured. He waited patiently for more food. "I like your laugh. You have a very nice laugh." He added

reasons i haven’t replied back:

- i’m socially exhausted - i don’t have the time right now - i don’t know how to reply - i have a bad memory and got distracted - i’m having a depressive episode and don’t have the energy to socialise

not reasons i haven’t replied back:

- i’m ignoring you just because - i hate you - i’m fed up with you - i don’t want to be your friend anymore

“Something like that, ehehehe,” he was glad no one else seemed to be around at the moment. He really didn’t need to answer any awkward questions.

“All right, ehehe, I’ll get a sandwich made, ehehe,” he said. He was already rummaging in the fridge, getting bread out, and some cheese and some ham, as well as some butter.

“How does a ham and cheese sandwich sound?” He asked. He thought about adding some lettuce but that might not be so good for someone with canine traits, “I can make you that,” he offered.

“And do you want something hot to drink as well? It’s a bit chilly out there?”

“Ooohhh that’s sounds great!” He nodded excitedly. “Um…. do you have any tea? I’ve heard tea is good.” He wagged his tail excitedly, watching the scout intently as he worked. He drooled a bit at the sight of the ham. “It looks really good.” He murmured as he scratched at his ear.

“Okay, that’s good. I can do that for you, ehe,” he said, deciding to get that done straight away. The sooner the other could eat, the better.

“Yeah, we got tea, we might have some mint tea if you like, or just the basic black stuff and I can stick some milk in that, ehehe,” he said, as he kept making the food. He reached over and flicked the kettle on after checking that it had enough water inside.

“Ehehe, thanks. I’m glad,” he stepped over then, bringing a plate with the sandwich on it. He set it in front of the other, “The kettle will be done in a minute.”

He would be able to ask some questions then.

Thanks you so much! Mint sounds great, thank you!“ He nodded as he chowed down. “This is the best thing I’ve ever eaten!” He mumbles through a mouthful. This was the first food he’s eaten without mold or half eaten already.

“That’s all right,” he said, as he retrieved a mint tea bag from its container and put it inside a mug. He poured the water in and gave it some time to brew before bringing it over.

He set it down near the younger man.

“Ehehehe, you clearly haven’t been able to eat very often,” he said, as sympathy crossed his face once again, “How long have you been out there? Ehe… You know, like, living out there and having to dig in trash, ehe…”

It wasn’t the nicest question to ask, but he felt a need to make his point straight away.

“Well, it’s been around two years that I can remember doing it.” He shrugged. “I can’t remember anything before then though, so maybe I was out there longer.” He took a slow sip of the tea. “Ooohhh. This tastes way better than the cups from the dump.” He murmured to himself.

“Ehehe, don’t you have anywhere you can stay or go?” He asked, concern riddling his face for a moment, “Or like, anyone you can go to?”

He nodded his head in response to the compliment.

“Yeah, ehehe, I can imagine it does,” he said. He guessed it was most likely difficult for a half-dog to find a place to stay or someone to give them a home, “Ehehehe, do you, like, need any help?”

“Yeah, I have a place to stay! I live in a storm drain down town.” He explained with a smile. “Except in the winter. Then it’s too cold, so I stay in the vents of a gas station nearby. Unless the clerk chases me out, that is.” He didn’t seem to see anything wrong with his living conditions. “It mean… what kind of help? I could always use help finding food since the restaurant on the west closed down. And sometimes I need to hide from this scary van that sometimes drives around.”

Russell’s heart sank. The poor guy really didn’t see where that was worrying. He was just so happy and oblivious about it. He had to be shown there was better out there.

"Well, ehehehe, since these work bases got built, ehehe, there are a few abandoned log cabins in the area. The previous owners got paid good money to like, leave, ehehe,” he said, as he rubbed at the back of his neck, “They’re pretty safe, warm, you can get a fire going in the fireplace. ehehe, and even keep your own food there, ehehe…”

He rubbed at the back of his neck.

“At least you’d have somewhere to go that isn’t a storm drain or a vent, ehehe,” he said, as he fidgeted on his feet, “And I could get you food if you wanted, ehehehe…”

"Ooohhh, that sounds really nice!!" He nodded. "But... how do you make a fire? Could I invite my friends to stay?" He drank the last of his tea with a large gulp, licking his lips with a smile. "That was the best food I've ever had!! Thank you!!"

“Something like that, ehehehe,” he was glad no one else seemed to be around at the moment. He really didn’t need to answer any awkward questions.

“All right, ehehe, I’ll get a sandwich made, ehehe,” he said. He was already rummaging in the fridge, getting bread out, and some cheese and some ham, as well as some butter.

“How does a ham and cheese sandwich sound?” He asked. He thought about adding some lettuce but that might not be so good for someone with canine traits, “I can make you that,” he offered.

“And do you want something hot to drink as well? It’s a bit chilly out there?”

“Ooohhh that’s sounds great!” He nodded excitedly. “Um…. do you have any tea? I’ve heard tea is good.” He wagged his tail excitedly, watching the scout intently as he worked. He drooled a bit at the sight of the ham. “It looks really good.” He murmured as he scratched at his ear.

“Okay, that’s good. I can do that for you, ehe,” he said, deciding to get that done straight away. The sooner the other could eat, the better.

“Yeah, we got tea, we might have some mint tea if you like, or just the basic black stuff and I can stick some milk in that, ehehe,” he said, as he kept making the food. He reached over and flicked the kettle on after checking that it had enough water inside.

“Ehehe, thanks. I’m glad,” he stepped over then, bringing a plate with the sandwich on it. He set it in front of the other, “The kettle will be done in a minute.”

He would be able to ask some questions then.

Thanks you so much! Mint sounds great, thank you!“ He nodded as he chowed down. “This is the best thing I’ve ever eaten!” He mumbles through a mouthful. This was the first food he’s eaten without mold or half eaten already.

“That’s all right,” he said, as he retrieved a mint tea bag from its container and put it inside a mug. He poured the water in and gave it some time to brew before bringing it over.

He set it down near the younger man.

“Ehehehe, you clearly haven’t been able to eat very often,” he said, as sympathy crossed his face once again, “How long have you been out there? Ehe… You know, like, living out there and having to dig in trash, ehe…”

It wasn’t the nicest question to ask, but he felt a need to make his point straight away.

“Well, it’s been around two years that I can remember doing it.” He shrugged. “I can’t remember anything before then though, so maybe I was out there longer.” He took a slow sip of the tea. “Ooohhh. This tastes way better than the cups from the dump.” He murmured to himself.

"Ehehe, don’t you have anywhere you can stay or go?” He asked, concern riddling his face for a moment, “Or like, anyone you can go to?”

He nodded his head in response to the compliment.

“Yeah, ehehe, I can imagine it does,” he said. He guessed it was most likely difficult for a half-dog to find a place to stay or someone to give them a home, “Ehehehe, do you, like, need any help?”

"Yeah, I have a place to stay! I live in a storm drain down town." He explained with a smile. "Except in the winter. Then it's too cold, so I stay in the vents of a gas station nearby. Unless the clerk chases me out, that is." He didn't seem to see anything wrong with his living conditions. "It mean... what kind of help? I could always use help finding food since the restaurant on the west closed down. And sometimes I need to hide from this scary van that sometimes drives around."

“Something like that, ehehehe,” he was glad no one else seemed to be around at the moment. He really didn’t need to answer any awkward questions.

“All right, ehehe, I’ll get a sandwich made, ehehe,” he said. He was already rummaging in the fridge, getting bread out, and some cheese and some ham, as well as some butter.

“How does a ham and cheese sandwich sound?” He asked. He thought about adding some lettuce but that might not be so good for someone with canine traits, “I can make you that,” he offered.

“And do you want something hot to drink as well? It’s a bit chilly out there?”

“Ooohhh that’s sounds great!” He nodded excitedly. “Um…. do you have any tea? I’ve heard tea is good.” He wagged his tail excitedly, watching the scout intently as he worked. He drooled a bit at the sight of the ham. “It looks really good.” He murmured as he scratched at his ear.

“Okay, that’s good. I can do that for you, ehe,” he said, deciding to get that done straight away. The sooner the other could eat, the better.

“Yeah, we got tea, we might have some mint tea if you like, or just the basic black stuff and I can stick some milk in that, ehehe,” he said, as he kept making the food. He reached over and flicked the kettle on after checking that it had enough water inside.

“Ehehe, thanks. I’m glad,” he stepped over then, bringing a plate with the sandwich on it. He set it in front of the other, “The kettle will be done in a minute.”

He would be able to ask some questions then.

Thanks you so much! Mint sounds great, thank you!“ He nodded as he chowed down. “This is the best thing I’ve ever eaten!” He mumbles through a mouthful. This was the first food he’s eaten without mold or half eaten already.

"That’s all right,” he said, as he retrieved a mint tea bag from its container and put it inside a mug. He poured the water in and gave it some time to brew before bringing it over.

He set it down near the younger man.

“Ehehehe, you clearly haven’t been able to eat very often,” he said, as sympathy crossed his face once again, “How long have you been out there? Ehe… You know, like, living out there and having to dig in trash, ehe…”

It wasn’t the nicest question to ask, but he felt a need to make his point straight away.

"Well, it's been around two years that I can remember doing it." He shrugged. "I can't remember anything before then though, so maybe I was out there longer." He took a slow sip of the tea. "Ooohhh. This tastes way better than the cups from the dump." He murmured to himself.

“Something like that, ehehehe,” he was glad no one else seemed to be around at the moment. He really didn’t need to answer any awkward questions.

“All right, ehehe, I’ll get a sandwich made, ehehe,” he said. He was already rummaging in the fridge, getting bread out, and some cheese and some ham, as well as some butter.

“How does a ham and cheese sandwich sound?” He asked. He thought about adding some lettuce but that might not be so good for someone with canine traits, “I can make you that,” he offered.

“And do you want something hot to drink as well? It’s a bit chilly out there?”

“Ooohhh that’s sounds great!” He nodded excitedly. “Um…. do you have any tea? I’ve heard tea is good.” He wagged his tail excitedly, watching the scout intently as he worked. He drooled a bit at the sight of the ham. “It looks really good.” He murmured as he scratched at his ear.

“Okay, that’s good. I can do that for you, ehe,” he said, deciding to get that done straight away. The sooner the other could eat, the better.

“Yeah, we got tea, we might have some mint tea if you like, or just the basic black stuff and I can stick some milk in that, ehehe,” he said, as he kept making the food. He reached over and flicked the kettle on after checking that it had enough water inside.

“Ehehe, thanks. I’m glad,” he stepped over then, bringing a plate with the sandwich on it. He set it in front of the other, “The kettle will be done in a minute.”

He would be able to ask some questions then.

Thanks you so much! Mint sounds great, thank you!" He nodded as he chowed down. "This is the best thing I've ever eaten!" He mumbles through a mouthful. This was the first food he's eaten without mold or half eaten already.

“Something like that, ehehehe,” he was glad no one else seemed to be around at the moment. He really didn’t need to answer any awkward questions.

“All right, ehehe, I’ll get a sandwich made, ehehe,” he said. He was already rummaging in the fridge, getting bread out, and some cheese and some ham, as well as some butter.

“How does a ham and cheese sandwich sound?” He asked. He thought about adding some lettuce but that might not be so good for someone with canine traits, “I can make you that,” he offered.

“And do you want something hot to drink as well? It’s a bit chilly out there?”

"Ooohhh that's sounds great!" He nodded excitedly. "Um.... do you have any tea? I've heard tea is good." He wagged his tail excitedly, watching the scout intently as he worked. He drooled a bit at the sight of the ham. "It looks really good." He murmured as he scratched at his ear.

@ask-inu-scout

He had been heading out to go on one of his many training runs. His weights were firmly strapped to his wrists and ankles and he was hurrying.

He needed to be back in good time to make dinner. However, he heard a suspicious noise near the dumpster. He slowly pulled his Winger from from its holster, just in case he needed to use it.

“Eheheh, who’s there?” He called out. He tried his best not to sound aggressive, he only just needed to be heard, “I’m not gonna hurtcha, but I wanna make sure you’re not out to do the same, ehehe…”

A pair of brown and white ears perked up from the dumpster at the voice. They were followed by a matching tail that wagged gently. He peaked over the edge of the dumpster, revealing not a dog, but a human with dog ears and tail. “Hiya!” He said cheerfully, not even noticing the weapon.

Russell’s body stiffened as he watched the pair of ears emerge. Did he just startle an animal? Was he about to get a pair of teeth in his throat?

He was then forced to pause again when he saw a human face underneath those ears.

“Um, hey, ehehe,” he looked away for a moment as he slid the gun back into its holster, “Um, ehehe, are you okay there?” He really had no idea what to say.

“I assume you’re looking for food, ehehe…”

“Yup! I’m fine!” He assured as he jumped out, shaking dirt and rotten food off. He was wearing jeans and a black t-shirt with a pawprint on it. He also wore a brownish red collar around his neck with a small gold tag. “Not having much luck finding food though.” He shrugged.

“Okay, ehehe, just checking, ehehe,” he said, awkwardly rubbing at the back of his neck.

He couldn’t help but note the attire and strange collar as well. Was he someone’s pet? The thought made him uneasy. Even if he has animal traits, he was still a person.

Then sympathy riddled his face.

“Um, ehehe, hey, ehehe, if you’re hungry and want food, I made some earlier, I can put some in a box for yas,” he offered then.

“Really?!? That’d be great!! I haven’t eaten in days!” He barked happily, tail wagging so fast it looked like a blur. He didn’t know who this person was, but all that mattered was that he was nice. “I’m Fenic, by the way!.” He added, ears perked like a playful puppy.

“Ehehe, sure thing, I’ll uh, like, ehehe…” He trailed off. He would ask later, “Why don’t you come in for a moment, I’ll make you a sandwich or something and then I can set you some food up to take home with you or something, ehehe…”

He rubbed at the back of his neck. In spite of his friendly and happy the guy seemed in spite of his unfortunate circumstances, he couldn’t help but feel concerned about why was in this situation.

“I’m Russell, it’s, uh, nice to meetcha, Fenic,” he only said. He was too preoccupied by sympathy to say much else. He beckoned, “Come on, this way, ehehe, I’ll get you something to eat, ehehe…”

“Nice to meet you, Russell!” He barked as he followed him closely. “Thanks so much for the food.” He wagged his tail excitedly, eyes bright and happy. “Oh boy fresh food. Not even from a dumpster. Today must be my lucky day.” He murmured to himself. He seemed completly oblivious to anything wrong with eating trash or living on the streets. “Hey, wanna play fetch later? I can go get my favorite ball.” He offered.

“Eheheh thanks,” Russell said, as he once again rubbed at the back of his neck. He really needed to do something.

“It’s okay, ehehe, you gotta have some fresh food sometimes,” he said, with any luck, he might be able to find a way to get him some permanently. He kept leading the other into the base. He told himself to give him food, offer him some more to take with him, give him a hot drink.

He still frowned in a mix of concern and sympathy for the poor kid. How long had he been out there? How did he not see something wrong?

“Ehehe, come on, this way,” he said, as he held the door open, “The kitchen isn’t far from here, ehehe… I’ll get you something to eat and like, ehehe, play fetch with you later…”

Maybe while he was eating, he could ask about the situation.

“Wow. You’re place is so nice!” He gasped as he stepped in. “Are you rich?” He asked, staring in amazement. He’d never been in somewhere so fancy. This was even nicer then the gas station down town.

“Oh no, ehehe, it’s a base, ehehe, I live and work here, with a lot of other people. We share it, ehehe,” he said then, as he kept moving towards the kitchen.

“Our boss owns it,” he explained, he added then. His heart sank. He really did feel bad for the poor guy. He opened the door to the kitchen once he got to it.

He then gestured towards a table.

“Here, you get yourself sat down and I’ll get you some food, is there anything you want in particular? I can’t promise we have it, but I can try my best, ehehe…”

"Wow. So you all live together? Like a family?" He asked excitedly as he sat down. "Anything is fine. I'll eat almost anything." He assured, still looking around.

@ask-inu-scout

He had been heading out to go on one of his many training runs. His weights were firmly strapped to his wrists and ankles and he was hurrying.

He needed to be back in good time to make dinner. However, he heard a suspicious noise near the dumpster. He slowly pulled his Winger from from its holster, just in case he needed to use it.

“Eheheh, who’s there?” He called out. He tried his best not to sound aggressive, he only just needed to be heard, “I’m not gonna hurtcha, but I wanna make sure you’re not out to do the same, ehehe…”

A pair of brown and white ears perked up from the dumpster at the voice. They were followed by a matching tail that wagged gently. He peaked over the edge of the dumpster, revealing not a dog, but a human with dog ears and tail. “Hiya!” He said cheerfully, not even noticing the weapon.

Russell’s body stiffened as he watched the pair of ears emerge. Did he just startle an animal? Was he about to get a pair of teeth in his throat?

He was then forced to pause again when he saw a human face underneath those ears.

“Um, hey, ehehe,” he looked away for a moment as he slid the gun back into its holster, “Um, ehehe, are you okay there?” He really had no idea what to say.

“I assume you’re looking for food, ehehe…”

“Yup! I’m fine!” He assured as he jumped out, shaking dirt and rotten food off. He was wearing jeans and a black t-shirt with a pawprint on it. He also wore a brownish red collar around his neck with a small gold tag. “Not having much luck finding food though.” He shrugged.

“Okay, ehehe, just checking, ehehe,” he said, awkwardly rubbing at the back of his neck.

He couldn’t help but note the attire and strange collar as well. Was he someone’s pet? The thought made him uneasy. Even if he has animal traits, he was still a person.

Then sympathy riddled his face.

“Um, ehehe, hey, ehehe, if you’re hungry and want food, I made some earlier, I can put some in a box for yas,” he offered then.

“Really?!? That’d be great!! I haven’t eaten in days!” He barked happily, tail wagging so fast it looked like a blur. He didn’t know who this person was, but all that mattered was that he was nice. “I’m Fenic, by the way!.” He added, ears perked like a playful puppy.

“Ehehe, sure thing, I’ll uh, like, ehehe…” He trailed off. He would ask later, “Why don’t you come in for a moment, I’ll make you a sandwich or something and then I can set you some food up to take home with you or something, ehehe…”

He rubbed at the back of his neck. In spite of his friendly and happy the guy seemed in spite of his unfortunate circumstances, he couldn’t help but feel concerned about why was in this situation.

“I’m Russell, it’s, uh, nice to meetcha, Fenic,” he only said. He was too preoccupied by sympathy to say much else. He beckoned, “Come on, this way, ehehe, I’ll get you something to eat, ehehe…”

“Nice to meet you, Russell!” He barked as he followed him closely. “Thanks so much for the food.” He wagged his tail excitedly, eyes bright and happy. “Oh boy fresh food. Not even from a dumpster. Today must be my lucky day.” He murmured to himself. He seemed completly oblivious to anything wrong with eating trash or living on the streets. “Hey, wanna play fetch later? I can go get my favorite ball.” He offered.

“Eheheh thanks,” Russell said, as he once again rubbed at the back of his neck. He really needed to do something.

“It’s okay, ehehe, you gotta have some fresh food sometimes,” he said, with any luck, he might be able to find a way to get him some permanently. He kept leading the other into the base. He told himself to give him food, offer him some more to take with him, give him a hot drink.

He still frowned in a mix of concern and sympathy for the poor kid. How long had he been out there? How did he not see something wrong?

“Ehehe, come on, this way,” he said, as he held the door open, “The kitchen isn’t far from here, ehehe… I’ll get you something to eat and like, ehehe, play fetch with you later…”

Maybe while he was eating, he could ask about the situation.

"Wow. You're place is so nice!" He gasped as he stepped in. "Are you rich?" He asked, staring in amazement. He'd never been in somewhere so fancy. This was even nicer then the gas station down town.

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He had been heading out to go on one of his many training runs. His weights were firmly strapped to his wrists and ankles and he was hurrying.

He needed to be back in good time to make dinner. However, he heard a suspicious noise near the dumpster. He slowly pulled his Winger from from its holster, just in case he needed to use it.

“Eheheh, who’s there?” He called out. He tried his best not to sound aggressive, he only just needed to be heard, “I’m not gonna hurtcha, but I wanna make sure you’re not out to do the same, ehehe…”

A pair of brown and white ears perked up from the dumpster at the voice. They were followed by a matching tail that wagged gently. He peaked over the edge of the dumpster, revealing not a dog, but a human with dog ears and tail. “Hiya!” He said cheerfully, not even noticing the weapon.

Russell’s body stiffened as he watched the pair of ears emerge. Did he just startle an animal? Was he about to get a pair of teeth in his throat?

He was then forced to pause again when he saw a human face underneath those ears.

“Um, hey, ehehe,” he looked away for a moment as he slid the gun back into its holster, “Um, ehehe, are you okay there?” He really had no idea what to say.

“I assume you’re looking for food, ehehe…”

“Yup! I’m fine!” He assured as he jumped out, shaking dirt and rotten food off. He was wearing jeans and a black t-shirt with a pawprint on it. He also wore a brownish red collar around his neck with a small gold tag. “Not having much luck finding food though.” He shrugged.

“Okay, ehehe, just checking, ehehe,” he said, awkwardly rubbing at the back of his neck.

He couldn’t help but note the attire and strange collar as well. Was he someone’s pet? The thought made him uneasy. Even if he has animal traits, he was still a person.

Then sympathy riddled his face.

“Um, ehehe, hey, ehehe, if you’re hungry and want food, I made some earlier, I can put some in a box for yas,” he offered then.

“Really?!? That’d be great!! I haven’t eaten in days!” He barked happily, tail wagging so fast it looked like a blur. He didn’t know who this person was, but all that mattered was that he was nice. “I’m Fenic, by the way!.” He added, ears perked like a playful puppy.

“Ehehe, sure thing, I’ll uh, like, ehehe…” He trailed off. He would ask later, “Why don’t you come in for a moment, I’ll make you a sandwich or something and then I can set you some food up to take home with you or something, ehehe…”

He rubbed at the back of his neck. In spite of his friendly and happy the guy seemed in spite of his unfortunate circumstances, he couldn’t help but feel concerned about why was in this situation.

“I’m Russell, it’s, uh, nice to meetcha, Fenic,” he only said. He was too preoccupied by sympathy to say much else. He beckoned, “Come on, this way, ehehe, I’ll get you something to eat, ehehe…”