Ain't it fun living in the real world?

Leaving his homeland had been a no brainer, it was much too quiet and boring there. The same faces everyday, not to mention the annoyance of little pups every time he turned around. It wasn't a life for him truly.

He padded with the loping gait of his kind that was like gliding across the land. He made no attempt to hide himself though it would of been easy if he really tried to do so. These lands were colder but so much more interesting than the endless savannahs of his homeland. Not to mention the smells were much more exciting. Particularly the two he smelled at the moment. One a female approaching her heat, another a Male, yet also not, the the scent of Male and pest together. How strange, how exciting.

The young Male approached from the north, watching the two figures. His interest was piqued by the Male with wings, though also by the other. She was female for certain, yet there was that scent on her that indicated Male. The African wild dog Male came to a stop only a short three meters from them. "What's a curious pair like you doing in a place like this?" his voice was deep, accented like English was his second language. He stood at a full height of 23 inches which was normal for his species.