Growl.

Maybe he was just blessed with good luck, but every time that this happened, someone soon came to act as backup. This time it was some strange man spattered with red, yellow and orange. Why did wolves have to look so weird? Why couldn't they just be normal like him and Siren? There wasn't much more time to muse over it for another dog found its balls and came at him.

A mangy, short furred dog with floppy ears and big jowls bit into Chimeras hip. The tri-color brute spun, jaws opening wide before sinking into one of those ears. Giving his head a shake, the rows of serrated teeth in his mouth made short work of the soft tissue and it came away in his mouth. The dog yelped spun and abandoned its pack. Spitting the ear onto the ground, the bloody young man smiled. Who was next?