Adam's arguing with someone in public, and people are starting to stare as his muzzle laid on the ground, Adam struggling to hold back from pummeling the stranger.
Someone suddenly makes a comment on his eyes, distracting him. It wasn't a positive comment. He snarled, baring his sharp teeth..
Then, he heard a gentle voice and turned to it.
It was just an average day as Wilford headed for a thrift shop in town, humming a little tune. Or, he was till a small crowd caught his eye. What was going on over there? Some kids drawing art in chalk? A fight? There were many possibilities but the was only one way to find out, and it wasn't like the guy was on a tight schedule anyhow.
Without hesitation, he walked on over and quickly discovered what captured everyone's attention. It was two strangers arguing. About what? He had no idea. The fight seemed rather heated, especially as the raven haired guy snarled like a wild animal. Boy, were those some sharp chompers....
While he had no idea what was going on, or why this fight even started, Wil wasn't fond of the judgement from the people around them. Not seeing what was wrong with their golden eyes and pointy teeth. Perhaps it was time to put an end to this show and help a fella out.
"Hey, pretty boy! We gotta pick up.. Uhm... Bill! Remember?" He carefully yelled, just loud to catch the stranger's attention. Hoping it was gentle enough in tone and that they'd take the bait so he could get the poor man out of this situation.