I am So Alone

[disa]

Nikki lee pased down her paws to the muddy grounds the smell was horrible the stink of urine and something else she could not find a name to. Her pelt was dripping wet after the rain her brown eyes were sad and she felt so alone and abandoned she missed her parents why did the leave her behind she was confused what did i do to deserve this.

Nikki stood by a left corner watching other roaming dogs looking for food poor dogs she thought and i am one of these loners....what i need is someone to love and i don´t think i´ll ever find one Nikki´s self esteem was very low she knew the pain to well and it was now a big part of her life were she stood at the left corner she pushed herself to the stoned wall i can´t do this anymore i can´t be with out a home maybe i could beg a human for love..and be keept prisoned in the dog pound that was the only thing humans did she thought she didn´t know about dogs that had happy homes with humans.

Nikki only knew desperations and pain she was so alone in this world.

[Nexus]

The roaming dogs wandering the reservoir didn't seem to notice the dark shadow filtering amongst them, passing by like a ghost he floated through the few desperately searching food and when they did at last notice him they backed away, he wasn't a well-built or muscular creature that could tear them to shreds he wasn't even of great health as he limped purposefully towards the black and white female slumped against the reservoir wall. Yet they backed away from him in fear, there were dogs larger and taller than him backing away with terror in their eyes and yet he seemed to remain calm as though this were the norm.

Padding slowly over, a slight limp in his step from some previous injury of many moons ago the scar was still visible though a deep red gash marring his left shoulder. Though it didn't stop him moving about, when he finally came within a few feet of Nikki he simply sat without a growl or menacing glare he just sat there and watched with slight curiosity a tilt of his head and his half dropped ear no words though, no he would keep those for later. Chance never seemed to need them, he was a strange color and although he didn't look menacing or brutal he did appear to be quite tough as though he could challenge anyone and still come out alive.

Yet here he was sitting calmly a few feet away from a strange bewildered collie who could attack if she so chose, but it seemed to Chance that she was like most dogs here after a meal and possibly an ear or two to listen to their tragedy's and then like most she'd be off something else to eat something else to do it was a big city after all.

[disa]

I am a pathetic sight now Nikki thought she stood against the stone wall of the dog pound and she looked to the right and she saw a dog sitting there he was watching her he was odd colour like a brick..his pelt reddish and brown he has been through lot i his eyes were cold and he scared her a little but he didn´t seem to going to attack her or anything he just sat there looking at her. Nikki moved away from the wall into the street she could see him still what´s wrong why does he look at me with such coldness im in his territory or what did i steal his sausage..she knew she had to ask him why he was watching her with cold interest.

I must go to him and ask him to stop looking at me like i were his sheep,
Nikki turned around and began moving closer to the reddish dog he is a koolie breed not so far from mine i think i am a border collie should i go to him with formal introductions or just ask him what he wants.

Nikki could not stand his eyes on her so she walked to him in slow motion step.

Is it something you wan´t from me she asked him.

[Nexus]

"No, I don't want anything..." Chance answered gruffly but politely still managing to maintain that eerie head tilt as he watched her cautiously, she seemed confused as to why he was staring at her and she spoke differently as though words were not something she needed and yet she spoke them as politely as he had. Somewhat intrigued by this newcomer he continued to explain himself as the others glanced nervously at him or moved onto eat something else nearby "Do you want something? I don't own these parts... but I can help" he added his words strangely different to the dark personality hidden inside.

Chance was a strange animal indeed, although today it seemed he was in the helping mood normally it was a different story. Randomly unpredictable his attitude changed more often than he shedded his coat, though he could be violent times it was rare and usually the only violence was against himself. It seemed even on the best of days Chance wasn't entirely there, or anywhere to be exact. He was damaged, torn and slightly insane though through no fault of his own... his past had been a particularly nasty one that still torments and plagues his mind.

Chance is not completely lost to the swirling darkness inside his head though, and often on days like today he finds himself interested in something or other that if only ever fleetingly makes him think of what things are like without the harshness of reality. Chance is at best a wandering dreamer and at worst... well at worst he's a mental catastrophe that's better left alone than messed with as the others nearby have learnt.

"My name is Chance..." he offered, wondering if Nikki was scared of him or just as curious as he was about her. Being an ear to lean on was just about all he was good for these days, Chance's injured shoulder made it difficult for him to hunt effectively and although he could fight and scavenge for food from the others he seldom chose that option. Preferring instead to hunt with his own unique style of flushing out and trapping his victims rather than chasing down his prey. Suddenly he tilted his head in the opposite direction as though to give the other side a rest, as he wondered briefly where she had been going the streets weren't exactly plentiful unless you liked dirty sewer rats.

Chance did like to run though and this Border Collie looked like she was fast, as he wondered why she had gone to the street he also found himself wondering if he could win a race against her and decided he probably could not. Whilst he sat there dreaming away of black and white things that ran and jumped and herded things for all hours of the day, he was rudely interrupted by thoughts of his own herding past and the awful events that had ensued which appeared to upset him as he straightened up his head and sat there staring at the muddy waters trickling over his front paws.