Katara

Katara limped towards a few garbage cans knocking herself on them to knock them over. She dug through it to get some food the humans had thrown out. Getting it she gulped it down. She hadn't had a decent meal in months. When she did it was a few pieces of scraps of meat from humans. The gray wolf was alone. Nothing to go to no one to talk to. Only every now and again she would meet a dog or wolf or any canine they'd talk and then go their separate ways. That was all. Now scarfing food down she looked around. Nothing. No one.

Terror

Terror was 3'6" tall and weighted a good hefty 220 lbs. HE normally didn't stray into the human town specially since he was blind in his right eye. But beside that slight handi cap he was quiet able to sustain himself and easily learned to hunt with more of his ears then site. He moved through the alleyways and came to a halt as his ears picked up the falling of a can and claws on concrete.

He was very unsure of what to make of it. Could be a stray dog which would probably turn to be very agressive or it could be a lost pet which in case would be even mroe agressive. As he got closer however; his good eye could see that it wasn't a house hold animal it was a wolf and he growled slightly. More so it was his way of greeting.

Katara

Katara pricked her ears and stopped as soon as she heard and smelled another canine another gray wolf. She bared her teeth and growled til the wolf came in sight. She stopped and backed up a little. She made a grunt for her own way of greeting him back. She dogged through the trash once more before deciding there was no more food so she stepped back and sat on her hackles and wrapped her tail towards her paws. She looked him over. Before looking at the ground. Not knowing what to say or do.

Terror

Terror watched the female carefully. Did he know her? Well he couldn't recall if he could. Why are you in the human area?He said he had tilted his head so his good eye could see her.Im TerrorHe spoke. His tail flicking and finally he sat down.

Katara

Katara looked up and shrugged. "Cant hunt with a wounded paw so I'm stuck digging through trash." She said as she watched him. His name reached her auds and she spoke after "I'm Katara. Why are you in human area?" She asked. Her mind kept wondering after. Her past. The wolves she used to be with. The old her that used to be with all her friends.

Terror

Terror sat there watching the female and he glanced down at her paw. You'll probably get it hurt worse by being around hereHe said calmly and then tilted his head. Katara nope he couldn't recall that name but it didn't matter. I was boredhe said.

Katara

She shrugged again. "Its better then starving to death." She said with a calm voice. She looked at him her head down a little. "Why come here though? Why not somewhere else?" She asked curiously.