It's a cinch

Speak up, Speak up

His thoughts broke when a stranger whispered through the fog. Seven's head whipped around ears twitching as he sought out the owner of the noise. A female came crawling through into his line of sight. The slave tilted his head to the side in curiosity. Now that he was alone there really wasn't anything for him to do. There was no master telling him what time he had to be home at. For many this would be.... freedom. Seven didn't like it. He shook his head, snorting to himself before he crawled closer. Submissively he settled his tail between his legs.

Unsure of how the stranger would react though, Seven made sure he was pressed against his belly. The already small boy giving a smile as he panted suddenly wagging his tail. A new master maybe?! Excitement wriggled its way into his heart. Swallowing quickly he shot off into the fog. Eyes darting around he found a small vole, killing it swiftly before bringing it to the lady. Wagging his tail furiously he whined nuzzling the new piece of prey towards the wolf who had decided to give him a hello.

MADE BY MINNIE of BTN