Tyler and Jerry

A big red pickup truck pulls up, with a german shepherd/great dane mix tied in the back, snarling viciously. A large muzzle was on his muzzle, the kind that let him eat drink, but not bark or bite. His name was Tyler.

A large man steps out, looking for a human that would buy this dog. He unties Tyler, cursing lightly(Tyler tried to attack him) then slapped the dog hard. Tyler took the slap as a minor thing then continues growling by Jerry's side. Jerry looks around. He really wanted to get rid of this dog.

*Human*

A man walks out, noticing the pickup pull in. Striding towards Jerry as his eyes focus on Tyler, "What can we do for you? Looking to make a trade, or dropping of this brute?" He questioned, knowing already that Tyler's personality seemed very good for a watchdog, a pit fighter, and a few other things.

Tyler&Jerry

Tyler snarled as the human approached. Jerry ignored him and pulled out two things from a bag he was holding. A bull whip and a remote control. The remote control was for the shock collar on tyler, and the bullwhip for disciplining any dog.
"Jus' dropping of this son-ofa-gun- of a dog.He was a police dog, but he was too agrresive for 'em. So, you want 'im? I sure don't.. an' this is prob'ly the best place to put 'im." He smiles, his crooked yellow teeth showing under his mustache. Tyler snarled and tried to lunge out, but he felt a hrd pulling on his neck and Jerry's hard cursing. He stnads by Jerry and growls at the other human and jerry.

*Human*

He nodded, "I see, I see." The man smirked, watching the dog's behavior, "Well, we could certainly use him. Got a name for him?" The man reached out to take the two items, and then to take a hold of Tyler's leash.

Jerry and Tyler

"Yea, 'is name's Tyler." Jerry placed to two items in his hand and gave the leash to the human. Tyler snarled.

*Human*

"Alright then. I'll place him in a holding pen till I can speak with my boss. Thanks for dropping him off." The man said, taking hold of the items and watching Tyler carefully. He began to lead the angry canine away, trying to get him into one of the kennels nearby.

Tyler and Jerry

Jerry nods. "No problem." Jerry walks to his pickup truck, starts it, and drives off. When he saw them in the rearview mirror, he mutters, "Good luck with that devil." Then he speeds off into the horizon.

Tyler snarled and bared his teeth. Tyler tried to stand on the ground, but he was dragged off, snarling and growling viciously. The fur on his haunches stood up. He wonders if the humans would use that remote-thing to shock him. He shudders at the thought.

*Humans * & Tommy

With Tyler placed in a kennel, the man tightly locked the gate and strode away to speak with his boss.

In the cage nest to Tyler, a hybrid was watching him with wolfish eyes. He looked almost full wolf, but there was a sheen to his coat and extra long fur that ran down the back of his front legs, known as 'feathers'. He was 50% wolf and 50% labrador mix. HIs coat was black with white paws, and his expression was one of intensity. Countless scars were laid about his body, showing he was a fighter.

"What might you're name be, stranger? I'm Tommy." The hybrid spoke. His name was given to him by a friend he met while he was at the Dog Pound. And although it was indeed a human name, he stuck with it.

Tyler

Tyler relaxed a little as the human walked away. He walks up to the next dog's cage. He says roughly, "Name's Tyler." He managed to speak through the muzzle. He had had it on for so long that he knew how to talk, eat, and drink through it. He sits down, then watched the dog closely. What was he so happy about?

Tommy

Tommy watched him a moment before turning his wolfish eyes towards the nearby woods. "Looks to me like you'd be a fighter. There hasn't been a fight for a while, so I'd say one might happen soon." The hybrid turned his gaze squarely at Tyler, "Have you any experience in fighting?"

Tyler

Tyler raises his brows. He stood up, looking down at the hybrid. Then he sits back down and shakes his head. "Hmm.. As a matter of fact, I've not. I was started trained as a 'police dog' and something was wrong with me." He smirks, then looked at the dog. He wonders what his genes went back to.

Tommy

"Really?" Tommy said at length, offering a laugh, "Perhaps you're a bit too, human-agressive?" The hybrid looked expectantly to Tyler, for he had seen his aggressive response to the humans earlier. Tommy suddenly veered his head to the side and his hackles rose. Three humans were walking towards them. "Oh, great..."

One human stuck a noose-pole into Tommy's cage. Having gone through this routine many times, Tommy offered little resistance, although he snarled savagly and glared at the humans.

Another did a similar thing, trying to get a noose around Tyler's neck. They were going to try a new fighting technique with the two.

Tyler

Tyler smiles. "I guess." He looked at the humans and snarled. He ran up to the gate and snarled, then felt something around his neck and he stepped back. He felt it tighten and choked him. He yelped. Then he snarled and pulled. He choked again but curved his back and started walk closer to the humans, now totally silent.

*Humans* & Tommy

With both canines caught, their kennels were open. Tommy rebelled at first, but a swift and painful jerk of the noose jolted him forward. Only offering his ominous snarls now, Tommy followed along with the human's lead, heading for the Lab.

The other human tugged at Tyler's pole. Either leading or dragging Tyler, the human brought him to the Lab as well.