Dusk

"At least there's food here..... Stupid Zodiac. That's always like her, " Dusk mumbled, flicking his eyes over the piles of trash. There must be food here, he'd come from downtown, after seeing the lurking birds. He didn't mind people so much- he was released from captivity as a pup after all, and, generally knew how to look after himself. Though- when it came to fighting, and hunting, he had a bit of trouble. Looking over the mounds of garbage, he cautiously started up one.