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Succumb to the stars of our world.

‘Very strange place, very, very strange place.’
Wolf said as he shook his shaggy hair.
‘To much clear, hard stuff.’ He looked at the ceiling above, with the glass it looked as if the marble walls just opened into the sky. Wolf didn’t like glass he couldn’t really tell if it was there or not, he walked on through a passage to two large open double doors.
He stood in front of them and put his front paw (hand) out tentatively.
‘It’s open you fool.’ Rover said as he leapt through the doors.
‘I knew that.’ He said quietly
Through the many hallways he walked. ‘Getting lost is easy in this place is it not?’ he said to his canine companion.
‘I am not lost’ the dog snapped back. Wolf held his tongue and walked more boldly through some doors.
They walked onto a platform high above the last level. The floor was made entirely of glass, and it made last solid level so far away. Wolfs head spun, and the dog walked confidently across.
He wasn’t so sure, but he hated to be hurried along so he closed his eyes and raced across to hard ground.
‘So tell me Rover.’ He said ‘what is it they want me to paint?’
The dog rolled his eyes ‘the King wants you to paint him, his daughter and wife. So don’t screw it up.’
Wolf nodded and seeing another doorway decided to show Rover he was competent, and wouldn’t be afraid of a little thing like glass.
He broke into a jog to run through the door and then a run until BANG!
He fell back on his backside face stinging greatly.
‘You idiot’ the dog said ‘you have to open this one.’ Wolf put his head in his hands ashamed,
‘Ok’ he got up and opened the door, and walked with a humph through. He limped down the corridor following Rover.
‘Your lost.’ He stated
‘I’m not!’ the dog growled
‘Are.’
‘Not’
‘Yip’ he said calmly
‘No way.’
‘Yes way’
‘I am not arguing with an animal’ Rover growled
He whined a little ‘then what do you think I’m doing.’ But the dog ignored him.

Tobias had glanced out the wall for a moment when he saw a guy run straight into a door.
‘Imbecile’ he said with a scorn from his stranger side.
The Starnia in him held little respect for people who ran into glass doors. The other more physical part of him laughed, and felt sorry. But his more mental bread was far more dominant.
He soon buried the unnecessary thoughts in perfecting his latest formula, to standardise the equal tri-elemnt in cell numbers. Soon he will be finished and give it to his majesty, the King, his Singularly Controlled Ulterior Fluid Yonarda Android. Which for some reason shortens to S.C.U.F.Y A.
The highly technical android is now getting its brain wired up in about two months, all programming and assembling required will be finished. It was seven months since Tobias had started this project.
His Com-Ca buzzed and Tobias took the small round thing with buttons out and slipped it over his ear and slipped the mouthpiece out.
‘I-d listen, do speak.’ He said in the traditional Starnian greeting.
‘Hi Greg here. Look when are you going to finish that formula? I mean this math problem is becoming a real problem, and the King needs it to work out his money problems.’
‘Ah! that wont be a minute.
Have you seen any complete Imbeciles around lately? I just saw a guy run straight into a door.’ Tobias told his brother
‘No I have not, because I don’t judge people before I’ve met them.’ Greg countered
‘I’m not like that!’
‘Are to!’
‘Are not!’
‘Are to!’
‘Are not!’
‘Are to!’
‘Are not!’
‘Are to!’
‘Are not! Times forty six thousand nine hundred and eleven squared!’
‘Hey! I don’t even know what that is!’
‘Ha! Ha!’
‘Well . . . always two more than you!’
‘Are not!’
‘Always two more.’
‘Are not! Always ten more than you!’
‘Always two more’
‘Shut up!’
‘Your just. .’
Tobais turned off his Com-Ca and frowned, “Am I really that bad he thought. No”, he was right, that guy was an imbecile. And his brother was a pain in he butt.

Wolf heard a hushed voice that got louder until
‘Are not’. . Pause. . ‘Are not’ . . . pause . . .  ‘are not’ echoed through the Palace.
‘OK’ he said slowly.
Looking through one of the walls or a door or just across the hall (he never can tell) was the cause of all the noise.
A young man with burgundy hair, like plums Wolf thought, was shouting at the wall.
This confused Wolf greatly, well after all walls don’t talk back,
‘They can’t.’ he said to him self in great wisdom ‘they don't have ears.’
‘Rover? Why is that man talking to the wall?’
The dog sighed ‘it’s a Com-Ca Domcough.’
Wolf cocked his head to one side ‘Gerr’ he questioned his friend.
‘Domcough or Com-Ca?’
‘The first’ he said even though they both confused him.
‘Idiot.’
Wolf stifled a little whine and continued on.
Through the wall, door or just across the hall. The other man turned to head in the same direction that he was heading in.
Wolf gasped in surprise of the paleness of his skin, and that it had a green tinge. On closer inspection this man was a race that Wolf had never seen before. (Not that he had seen many)
The guy was thin and wiry, and he looked smart or more, rather nerdy. But with the green tinge and burgundy hair made him Christmas colours.
He seemed like one of the people that thought Wolf should be put in the cage like other wild animals. But you never know he could be cool.
He looked down at his own tan skin covered in paint, and then the reflection in the glass, of his lean muscular form. He spun to get a look at his back, then spun right the way around, nearly fell over and shrugged and continued on.

As Tobias turned he saw the peculiar looking Beastial (the man who ran into the door)
He had paint all over him apart from on his clothes. He had a gait that seemed to make him a whole head shorter the he should be. He wore nothing but an open waistcoat and large baggy pants and seemed unhappy about that. His ‘mane’ as it looked of mousy brown hair grew right down his neck.
Tobias walked down the hallway to the reception room.
‘I’m supposed to be here’ he snapped to the pretty receptionist who looked rather unsure on what to say.
Tobias walked through the reception desk and walked into the king’s office.
His brother was talking to the king, whom happened to be sitting in a really comfortable looking throne behind the royal desk.
‘Your majesty, I have the formula here.’
‘Thanks! These guys couldn’t add if their lives depended on it.’
The men behind him looked rather pissed off.
They had been through about 21 years of careful schooling to get where they were and did not like it when a teenager can do more than they can.
‘What is 46911squared anyway’ Greg said
Tobias was about to answer when a black clothed man fell from the ceiling, he drew a knife and headed for the princess who had been sitting unnoticed in the corner.
She screamed and two guards popped out of secret doors in the wall and ran at the assassin, who changed his mind about killing her and bolted for the door.
Just as he reached the door it was flung open by the idiot Beastial.
At that moment Tobias was glad that it was a Beastial that the man in black ran into not some human. Because the rate that he was moving divided by the friction, plus the strength of the momentum of the other person, meant that if it was any one else what happened would not have been possible.
Rover jumped on to the receptionist’s desk, and much to the girl’s dismay, started telling her exactly what they were doing.
‘This is Shier Wolfren. He is here on business with the King.’
‘Yes sure. Go right a head. Be warned you may have to wait, he is dealing with some mathamatitions right now.’ She said a little startled looking over to Wolf.
He blushed and looked away, scuffing his feet on the floor. He always did this around pretty girls; he didn’t know what to do.
‘Wolf. Heal!’ Rover barked, heading through the doors. She gave him a strange look and he hurried along after him.
Something strange was happening behind the doors, the glass here was smoky and a little hard to see, but he heard a girl scream and saw a black smudge tear over in his direction.
Wolf took two or three steps to reach the door, and threw it open.
Just as he did so, a man in black, with a sour smell around him, collided with him.
Wolf was knocked back a pace or so, while the evil smelling dude fell to the ground.
‘I is sorry. I’m clumsy; you should watch where you are going though. I know this place is so annoying to try and find out what is really there or not . . .’ he babbled on. Lifting the man up and dusting him down quickly.
The man struggled against Wolf, and finally darted out of his strong grasp. Wolf turned and waved as he sprinted down the corridor.
Wolf had only just noticed the small square thing made out of cow’s hide, when the little Christmas elf man exclaimed.
‘You imbecile, your suppose to stop him.’
Wolf looked at him peculiarly.
Then two or so guards rushed past him.
The little Christmas elf man then did something very unusual.

Tobias, seeing the distance between the unfit guards and the exceedingly fit assassin.
Did only what he thought was necessary
A great Starnian trick was moving their kneecaps so that they can run at top speeds.
So clicking them around so that now his bottom half looked more like a cricket, he sped after the offender.
Passing the guards with in two strides, he saw even he would have trouble apprehending him. Still down he sped like the fire of hell was on his feet, only just noticing the light padding behind him, until finally he dived.
He rapped his arms around the offender’s legs and grappled him to the ground.
He held the man there as best as he could, but try as he might, he couldn’t quite keep a decent grip on him.
Suddenly one of his hands came out of no where and clocked him right on the noggin.
Stunned he rolled off his captive.

Wolf feeling a little bad about not doing anything took off after cricket Christmas elf man. He ran pretty fast for a weird little fellow, and Wolf had to speed it up to even tail him.
He had to admit he felt like a spare wheel just standing there watching this elf dude battle it out with the other dude, so when the other dude did a real cheep shot he thought to him self, ‘I can help,’
With that sudden inspiration, he put one foot on the man collarbone, pinning him down and sat on his chest.
‘You want to go get the guard people now?’ he asked the Christmas elf.
The Christmas elf looked at him, and then nodding, loped down the hall.

‘Guard people! Guard people? Hey wait no this isn’t right. Umm guards! Guards!’
Tobias gasped in horror of his bad grammar, five seconds talking to an imbecile and he was all ready acting like one.
‘What is this world coming to?’ he mumbled silently to him self.
‘Wha’ was tha’.’ One of the buffoon Guards asked him, nodding in the direction of the imbecile.
‘That is what is known as a Beastial, a lower level life form that has not evolved past their animal form, much like your self.’
Really he didn’t know what was worse an animal that acted like a human, (and not a good one at that) or a human that was an animal.
‘S’upid, damn in’ellects.’ the guard mumbled to him self,
‘They think they own the ‘ole damn world.’ He grumbled all the way down the hall.
‘My, my. Watch out my friend, using big words like intellects and you may end up one.’ He snapped back.
Tobias watched as the guard stomped down the hall.
‘Really.’ He thought ‘no wonder the King is broke, he spends all his money hiring imbeciles like that.’
He sighed heavily sliding through the doors.
‘Wow you trying to be super man as well as super brain?’ his brother taunted him.
‘Martest!!!’ he hissed in his own language
‘Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh trying to be big li’le man?’
Tobias shot him a look of poison.
‘Just cause I’m taller.’
The King did the clearing of throat ‘can I have your attention please’ type thing.
‘Well there is definitely some thing going on, so what are we going to do.’

‘Look kid, you let me go and I’ll give you some thing, any thing you want.’ The evil dude pleaded with him.
‘You must have done somethin’ bad mister.’ Said Wolf.
‘They got the guards out after you, and dat ain’t good, not good indeed. I was chased by the dogs once, but that was different I was fishing in the pond, I think. Or it might have been when I hunted the palace cat . . . . .’ he lifted the cow’s hide thingy and sniffed. It had the unusual sent of the evil man. He flipped it open and pawed the paper inside it.
‘Honestly we could go places. Your strength and my brains and we could  . . We could. . We could. . Hey that’s my wallet you little thief.’
‘Wa . . ?’ Wolf grunted with the wallet in his mouth. It didn’t taste very good, but it was chewy.
‘Get off me and give me back my wallet.’ He struggled against the weight of him.
‘Nope.’ He scratched at a flea on his head, and nipped at one on his shoulder, and then went back to munching on the wallet.
‘You little Pratt your giving me fleas on top of it all.’
‘No. I’m on top.’
‘What?’
‘I is on top of you.’
Just then the guards haul the evil man up, and him with him.
‘Hey, I didn’t do nothing.’ he whined.
‘You go’ to come.’

Tobias was watching the assassin being hauled off. The King was congratulating him for helping to catch the guy, while the imbecile squirmed nervously in the corner.
He looked as if he didn’t know where to put him self.
The King was rabbiting on like most Kings do and he finally started listening.
‘But really Fuzzles, I don’t see what some one would want from you so much that they would want to kill you?’
Fuzzles as it looked was not impressed, and the imbecile sniggered in the corner, then whimpered as the dog nipped him on the foot.
‘Farther.’ She moaned
‘Well is there a reason.’
‘There could be . . ..’ every one waited in bated breath for the answer. And then in the silence there came a giant crash, and then a bang and one of the book cases fell off the wall, and came tumbling down.
Every one stared at the decimated case lying on the floor, and between the debre a small ginger thing tore across the room and on to the Princess’s lap, another figure larger and shaggier than the first, skidded after it.
The imbecile had given in to his canine instincts, and only just realising where he was, he came to a stand still within two feet of her.
He looked on as the idiot of a thing stopped, shocked, and sat as if on command right where he stood.
The cat sat on the Princess’s lap, its eyes were wide a plates, its fur bristled.
‘Whoops.’ He said scratching at his ear.
‘Of all the things that could be . .’ Tobias sighed.
The King laughed
‘Oh if only I met you when I was in search of a jester.’
He looked to be the only one that thought the creature’s antics were amusing.
‘Sir if we could get back on course.’
‘Yes. So . .’
‘Father you call me Fuzzles one more time and I swear that I will take you to the cleaners.’
He smiled and said to the imbecile ‘she gorgeous isn’t she?’
The thing nodded it looked with wide eyes at the King.
‘Now obviously you’re not safe here darling, so we will have to find some place to house you. And we need these two around, together their more than we could hope for in a safe guard system.’
Tobias stood stunned he had just been signed up for something with out his consent, the imbecile didn’t even twig at what was happening.
‘Well Tobias is it? You’re a bit of a brain, where would that best place to hide my girl be.’
‘How the hell should I know?’ he thought ‘I do numbers not people.’
‘Oh well I suppose that due to the Princess being a Princess and obviously in to the lavish facts of life, I presume that the most inconspicuous place would be some where opposite to that.’
‘Great! There’s a lovely farm that even if you don’t like it our furry friend might.’
‘WOLF!’ the dog growled, they all noticed, that he now was getting ready to pounce on the cat, and he stopped and sat again.
‘No I mean some where so opposite, that they wouldn’t even contemplate going there.’ He suggested
‘Like my cave.’ The one now called Wolf said innocently.
Every one looked at him amazed,
‘What?’ he said cleaning the end of his tail
‘You can talk?’ exclaimed the King
‘Well of course I can.’ He said rolling his eyes.
‘But really what you want is something like my cave.’
‘And where is this cave?’ one of the Kings advisors asked.
The imbecile looked over to the Beagle.
‘About a mile off the main road, and in the middle of the Nugahneh forest.’ He said, more gasps around the room were heard.
‘Amazing!’ the King gasped.
‘We have two marvels of evolution here.’
‘Honestly sire’ the little dog said approaching the King, the cat hissed and he took no notice of it.
‘Its nothing to great. But are you sure you wish her to be under our care, I mean just between you and me, the place may be tidy but it’s a hole. And Wolf isn’t the best host.’
‘Well Mr Beagle.’
‘Rover please.’
‘Rover, I think it will do her well.’
‘If you are sure.’
So that was that. Tobias who had never stayed out side or even slept anywhere near to out side in his life was now to be sent to live with an imbecile, a blonde, and a talking dog. And the funniest thing was that the dog looked to be the most intelligent person there.

Wolf sat there a little confused at what was happening. There was all this talk, and the Princess burst into tears. He sat there almost thinking he would join her if someone didn’t say something to him soon. But Rover came over and grabbed his collar between his teeth and toed him out of the way.
‘Wolf the Princess is going to stay with us.’ He said very slowly.
‘Her life is in danger and we need to look after her.’
‘Why?’ he said sliding into a more conformable position.
‘Because we will get paid, and money is good, remember.’
He nodded ‘well I suppose I should go talk to her, and find out her name.’
He got up and slid a little on the marble floor.
‘But father you cant send me away.’ She wined at such an annoying pitch that Wolf cringed.
‘Pleeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaassssssssseeeeeeeeeeeee.’ She wailed.
It was so painful that he couldn’t help howling. The sound pieced his sensitive hearing and reverberated around his brain.
She stopped wailing and he stopped howling and shook his head, to try and dislodge the ringing in his ears.
‘I is sorry.’ He said when every one looked at him.
‘But your voice, it’s painful.’
Having a second thought about talking to the Princess straight away, he ambled over to the Christmas Elf man.
He stood in the corner talking to not to the wall, but to another man, that was less Christmas colour then he was.
‘I say he is an animalistic imbecile. I tell you.’
‘He isn’t’ the other man said, Wolf kind of knew that the Christmas Elf was talking about him, so he floated around the out side of the conversation for a while.
‘He is.’ He said again
‘Is not’
‘Is!’ he certainly was adamant.
‘Is not.’
‘Is!’
‘Not, always two more than you.’
‘Is, 46911 squared more that you.’
‘Ha! Always two more.’
Christmas man crossed his arms across his chest and glared.
‘Don’t you look at me like that Toby.’
Christmas man glared harder. ‘That is not my name.’
‘So tell me Tobias what is 46911 squared anyway?’
‘Its simple’, he said and was just working it out when a youngish and kind of gruff voice came from behind and said.
‘It’s 2,200,641,921’
Wolf walked up to him, and smiled shyly.
‘See.’ The other man whispered.
‘See what.’ he asked
‘Don’t worry.’ Tobias huffed.
‘I is Wolf.’ he held out a paw.
Tobias looked at it, and said.
‘I am Tobias and this is my brother Greg.’
‘Hi how are you?’ Greg asked, he was sure a lot nicer than Tobias, Wolf thought.
‘Ok.’ They shook hands and Wolf kind of forgot how strong he was for a moment, until a squeak alerted him to what was going on.
‘Sorry’ he said a little embarrassed
‘That’s ok,’ came the squeaky reply.
He stood there for a moment and then from the corner of his eye, a small ginger thing darted out side, his eyes followed it.
‘You like that cat, don’t you?’
Wolf brought his eyes back around.
‘Go get him fido.’ Greg chaired on.
Wolf smiled and took off after it.

Tobias shook his head, ‘Beastial’s’ he grumbled to him self, ‘idiotic, animalistic, primitive, imbecile’s, they are only good for one thing.’
‘And what’s that?’ Greg asked
‘Work.’ he said flatly.
The Beastial stopped slightly at the mention, cringing almost, it seemed to him. But Tobias’s attention was quickly stolen from that, and put onto the princess.
‘Father.’ She wined ‘You cant make me go. I mean it apart from being inappropriate, it will be smelly, and dirty and cold.’
‘Hey kid the only smell you get is a little bit of mould and that’s if you go to far down in the cave.’ The beagle told her.
‘Were going to stay in a cave? No we cant!’ she cried in august,
The pitch of her voice was so annoying that Tobias didn’t blame the animal for putting its paws over its ears.
‘Would you stop that  . . .that childish wining? It’s utterly undesirable, and terribly unpleasant.’ He said to her, as he walked up.
Her face turned a livid colour with anger.
‘How dare you speak to me like that.’
‘Easily.’ He said, ‘all one needs to do is open ones mouth.’
‘Father!’ she screamed and stormed.
He rolled his eyes. Rover looked up at him.
‘Gorgeous child isn’t she?’ he asked sarcastically.
Tobias said nothing.
‘Anyway considering we’ll be living together for a while, I’m Rover, I look after Wolf.’
‘Tobias.’ He said bluntly.
‘Oh don’t worry.’ He said looking at the frown that was sliding its way across Tobias’s face. ‘I’m looking forward to this almost as much as you are.’

Wolf felt uncomfortable travelling with the king’s escort of troops. They were too noisy, to clumsy and just stifaocating.
Usually he and Rover would be at the cave by now, but now they had to wait for the Princess.
Rover stopped and said something to one of the guards and he signalled to the rest of the group to start to head back. Wolf didn’t care what he had said he was just glad they were leaving.
Wolf looked over to the Princess, she did not look happy. Her feet were covered in mud and the shoes she wore had been broken, but only because they were inappropriate.
She wined when the guards started to leave. And both he and Tobias winced again.
He rolled his eyes.
‘Forest no place for shoes that fancy.’ He said to her.
‘And what do you want me to wear? Bare feet?’ she snapped
‘More appropriate.’ He said while nodding.
She huffed obviously annoyed, and Wolf sighed.
He then unexpected lifted her off the ground and into his arms.
‘What are you doing?’ she asked shocked
‘Well this way you can’t wine about mud.’ He heard Rover snort, as he walked off.

After five minutes of hard travel, the Princess was finally dropped at the entrance of a large cave.
She had to admit it did look relatively cozy, and she pocked her nose in to have a look.
Inside it split into two rooms and one passage. One was a sleeping room and a old mangled mattress, with the odd rusty spring sticking out of it was in one corner, on the other side was a few animal furs. The other room was a studio, paints and canvases were strewn every where, along with paintbrushes.
‘Very old fashioned’ she thought. She meandered past the rooms and headed for the passage.
‘No! No go down there, not good things’ Wolf yelped leaping in front of it.
‘Oh ok.’ She said and smiled, she couldn’t help it. He just made her happy, she supposed it was the innocence of him. She turned back to the studio and saw Tobias.
He stood in front of an oil painting, it was of a family of wolves by a lake, the detail in it was amazing, considering she saw he hadn’t figured out how to use his hands for most things yet.
‘He’s good isn’t he.’ She said falling even with him.
‘For an imbecile.’ He said frankly.
‘You are such a  . . .’ she was lost for the word. ‘An ass.’
He looked at her strangely.
‘Your so  . . . so pretentious, and critical of every thing.’
‘My, my Princess’ he hissed, ‘ watch out you’ll start sounding intelligent. And I assure you that will be a deterrent from most possible suitors.’
‘Well at least I’ve got something going for me. I mean you probably don’t even have any friends with that attitude.’
Tobias opened his mouth to say something but Wolf appeared at the door and silenced him.
‘Show where you sleep.’ He turned and headed for the other room.
She saw that he had lugged all her gear in and placed it beside the mattress. Two large skins where on it for blankets.
‘Princess here.’ He said pointing to it. ‘But have to share with Rover’
He then went passed the easel with a sheet draped over it to separate the two halves of the room.
‘We here.’ He said to Tobias.
‘Why does she get a bed.’ He said in disgust.
Wolf smiled ‘we strong. Be nice to female. Look after. Precious.’
Tobias snorted and walked back into the study.
‘Thank you’ she said quietly slipping after him.

Wolf sat with every one in a cleared space in the studio.
No one spoke, and he watched the afternoon turn to dusk.
Finally he stretched, yawned and headed for the door.
‘Where do you think you are going?’ the Princess asked
Wolf patted his belly ‘hungry. Go hunt.’
‘Hunt? She said in shock.
‘Well, the nearest mini mart is about a 4-kilometre walk, so hunting is the best way. If you have a problem start walking.’ Rover explained
she closed her mouth and wolf headed out.

An hour later Wolf sidled back in.
He dropped five rabbits on the floor, and headed over to the corner of the studio.
‘Guessing you no eat rabbit with fur?’ he said
‘We’re eating that?!’ she gasped ‘you cant!’
‘Why not? For you I put in fire, just like at home.’
‘But . . .but. .’
He looked down sad that he had made the princess unhappy.
She sighed ‘ but that will be fine.’ She said at last.
He smiled his huge smile and set to work skinning them.
With that all over and all but one rabbit roasting on the fire.  The Princess decided to get some talk up.
‘So Wolf how long have been here?’
Wolf looked up at her with the most unusual look anyone could have, it was only capable on him because of his strangely shaped jaw.
He flicked his eyes back to Rover who was basking in the heat from the fire.
Slowly he counted on his fingers.
‘five years.’ He said finally.
‘really? How old were you when you came here.’
‘22’
she thought about this for a while usually if some one was coming to their planet they usually came in there early teens for school mostly.
‘why?’
‘I had to only place masters cant reach.’ He mumbled
at that rover rolled over.
‘Wolf if you are to tell her start at the beginning.’
He looked up to her ‘you want to know?’
‘sure’
he sighed
‘I live with family, in pack on planet of Beastial. Like normal pack we have big family.
Mother and Graf, and lots of big brothers and sisters.’
‘Are you the youngest?’
‘No, second. Me and little sister we not like others. Me more smart than the others and she like a master.’
‘Me more smart. That’s great grammar there wolfy boy.’ Tobias sneered
‘Me also strong, and the masters came for our family.’
He paused. And with a new enthusiasm
‘I go to lil’ sis and I tell her to hide, I tell her if she found pretend to be master. I tell her I look after her. She was little not like me. I look after her.
Master’s take me masters brake me. I become gladiator.’
‘Not for long right?’ the princess asked horrified.
‘I become gladiator at 16, I bought and sold until I escape when I come here.’
‘Right’ Tobias said standing up ‘your simpleton meal is not the desired one for my pellet I am to leave and find my own.’ And he walked out
‘What!’ the princess bawked ‘you can’t leave me alone’
Wolf frowned ‘not alone wolf here.’

He thought back to that time images flashing around in his head.
He remembered how his first master a man who was old and smelled of old cigarette smoke and peanuts bought him for 75 of their dollars. And at first he was kept in a cage because he kept trying to run away, he was strong enough to break from the chain that held him when they had him on a leash.
he remembered the second time he ran away.

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Succumb to the stars of our world.

‘Very strange place, very, very strange place.’
Wolf said as he shook his shaggy hair.
‘To much clear, hard stuff.’ He looked at the ceiling above, with the glass it looked as if the marble walls just opened into the sky. Wolf didn’t like glass he couldn’t really tell if it was there or not, he walked on through a passage to two large open double doors.
He stood in front of them and put his front paw (hand) out tentatively.
‘It’s open you fool.’ Rover said as he leapt through the doors.
‘I knew that.’ He said quietly
Through the many hallways he walked. ‘Getting lost is easy in this place is it not?’ he said to his canine companion.
‘I am not lost’ the dog snapped back. Wolf held his tongue and walked more boldly through some doors.
They walked onto a platform high above the last level. The floor was made entirely of glass, and it made last solid level so far away. Wolfs head spun, and the dog walked confidently across.
He wasn’t so sure, but he hated to be hurried along so he closed his eyes and raced across to hard ground.
‘So tell me Rover.’ He said ‘what is it they want me to paint?’
The dog rolled his eyes ‘the King wants you to paint him, his daughter and wife. So don’t screw it up.’
Wolf nodded and seeing another doorway decided to show Rover he was competent, and wouldn’t be afraid of a little thing like glass.
He broke into a jog to run through the door and then a run until BANG!
He fell back on his backside face stinging greatly.
‘You idiot’ the dog said ‘you have to open this one.’ Wolf put his head in his hands ashamed,
‘Ok’ he got up and opened the door, and walked with a humph through. He limped down the corridor following Rover.
‘Your lost.’ He stated
‘I’m not!’ the dog growled
‘Are.’
‘Not’
‘Yip’ he said calmly
‘No way.’
‘Yes way’
‘I am not arguing with an animal’ Rover growled
He whined a little ‘then what do you think I’m doing.’ But the dog ignored him.

Tobias had glanced out the wall for a moment when he saw a guy run straight into a door.
‘Imbecile’ he said with a scorn from his stranger side.
The Starnia in him held little respect for people who ran into glass doors. The other more physical part of him laughed, and felt sorry. But his more mental bread was far more dominant.
He soon buried the unnecessary thoughts in perfecting his latest formula, to standardise the equal tri-elemnt in cell numbers. Soon he will be finished and give it to his majesty, the King, his Singularly Controlled Ulterior Fluid Yonarda Android. Which for some reason shortens to S.C.U.F.Y A.
The highly technical android is now getting its brain wired up in about two months, all programming and assembling required will be finished. It was seven months since Tobias had started this project.
His Com-Ca buzzed and Tobias took the small round thing with buttons out and slipped it over his ear and slipped the mouthpiece out.
‘I-d listen, do speak.’ He said in the traditional Starnian greeting.
‘Hi Greg here. Look when are you going to finish that formula? I mean this math problem is becoming a real problem, and the King needs it to work out his money problems.’
‘Ah! that wont be a minute.
Have you seen any complete Imbeciles around lately? I just saw a guy run straight into a door.’ Tobias told his brother
‘No I have not, because I don’t judge people before I’ve met them.’ Greg countered
‘I’m not like that!’
‘Are to!’
‘Are not!’
‘Are to!’
‘Are not!’
‘Are to!’
‘Are not!’
‘Are to!’
‘Are not! Times forty six thousand nine hundred and eleven squared!’
‘Hey! I don’t even know what that is!’
‘Ha! Ha!’
‘Well . . . always two more than you!’
‘Are not!’
‘Always two more.’
‘Are not! Always ten more than you!’
‘Always two more’
‘Shut up!’
‘Your just. .’
Tobais turned off his Com-Ca and frowned, “Am I really that bad he thought. No”, he was right, that guy was an imbecile. And his brother was a pain in he butt.

Wolf heard a hushed voice that got louder until
‘Are not’. . Pause. . ‘Are not’ . . . pause . . .  ‘are not’ echoed through the Palace.
‘OK’ he said slowly.
Looking through one of the walls or a door or just across the hall (he never can tell) was the cause of all the noise.
A young man with burgundy hair, like plums Wolf thought, was shouting at the wall.
This confused Wolf greatly, well after all walls don’t talk back,
‘They can’t.’ he said to him self in great wisdom ‘they don't have ears.’
‘Rover? Why is that man talking to the wall?’
The dog sighed ‘it’s a Com-Ca Domcough.’
Wolf cocked his head to one side ‘Gerr’ he questioned his friend.
‘Domcough or Com-Ca?’
‘The first’ he said even though they both confused him.
‘Idiot.’
Wolf stifled a little whine and continued on.
Through the wall, door or just across the hall. The other man turned to head in the same direction that he was heading in.
Wolf gasped in surprise of the paleness of his skin, and that it had a green tinge. On closer inspection this man was a race that Wolf had never seen before. (Not that he had seen many)
The guy was thin and wiry, and he looked smart or more, rather nerdy. But with the green tinge and burgundy hair made him Christmas colours.
He seemed like one of the people that thought Wolf should be put in the cage like other wild animals. But you never know he could be cool.
He looked down at his own tan skin covered in paint, and then the reflection in the glass, of his lean muscular form. He spun to get a look at his back, then spun right the way around, nearly fell over and shrugged and continued on.

As Tobias turned he saw the peculiar looking Beastial (the man who ran into the door)
He had paint all over him apart from on his clothes. He had a gait that seemed to make him a whole head shorter the he should be. He wore nothing but an open waistcoat and large baggy pants and seemed unhappy about that. His ‘mane’ as it looked of mousy brown hair grew right down his neck.
Tobias walked down the hallway to the reception room.
‘I’m supposed to be here’ he snapped to the pretty receptionist who looked rather unsure on what to say.
Tobias walked through the reception desk and walked into the king’s office.
His brother was talking to the king, whom happened to be sitting in a really comfortable looking throne behind the royal desk.
‘Your majesty, I have the formula here.’
‘Thanks! These guys couldn’t add if their lives depended on it.’
The men behind him looked rather pissed off.
They had been through about 21 years of careful schooling to get where they were and did not like it when a teenager can do more than they can.
‘What is 46911squared anyway’ Greg said
Tobias was about to answer when a black clothed man fell from the ceiling, he drew a knife and headed for the princess who had been sitting unnoticed in the corner.
She screamed and two guards popped out of secret doors in the wall and ran at the assassin, who changed his mind about killing her and bolted for the door.
Just as he reached the door it was flung open by the idiot Beastial.
At that moment Tobias was glad that it was a Beastial that the man in black ran into not some human. Because the rate that he was moving divided by the friction, plus the strength of the momentum of the other person, meant that if it was any one else what happened would not have been possible.
Rover jumped on to the receptionist’s desk, and much to the girl’s dismay, started telling her exactly what they were doing.
‘This is Shier Wolfren. He is here on business with the King.’
‘Yes sure. Go right a head. Be warned you may have to wait, he is dealing with some mathamatitions right now.’ She said a little startled looking over to Wolf.
He blushed and looked away, scuffing his feet on the floor. He always did this around pretty girls; he didn’t know what to do.
‘Wolf. Heal!’ Rover barked, heading through the doors. She gave him a strange look and he hurried along after him.
Something strange was happening behind the doors, the glass here was smoky and a little hard to see, but he heard a girl scream and saw a black smudge tear over in his direction.
Wolf took two or three steps to reach the door, and threw it open.
Just as he did so, a man in black, with a sour smell around him, collided with him.
Wolf was knocked back a pace or so, while the evil smelling dude fell to the ground.
‘I is sorry. I’m clumsy; you should watch where you are going though. I know this place is so annoying to try and find out what is really there or not . . .’ he babbled on. Lifting the man up and dusting him down quickly.
The man struggled against Wolf, and finally darted out of his strong grasp. Wolf turned and waved as he sprinted down the corridor.
Wolf had only just noticed the small square thing made out of cow’s hide, when the little Christmas elf man exclaimed.
‘You imbecile, your suppose to stop him.’
Wolf looked at him peculiarly.
Then two or so guards rushed past him.
The little Christmas elf man then did something very unusual.

Tobias, seeing the distance between the unfit guards and the exceedingly fit assassin.
Did only what he thought was necessary
A great Starnian trick was moving their kneecaps so that they can run at top speeds.
So clicking them around so that now his bottom half looked more like a cricket, he sped after the offender.
Passing the guards with in two strides, he saw even he would have trouble apprehending him. Still down he sped like the fire of hell was on his feet, only just noticing the light padding behind him, until finally he dived.
He rapped his arms around the offender’s legs and grappled him to the ground.
He held the man there as best as he could, but try as he might, he couldn’t quite keep a decent grip on him.
Suddenly one of his hands came out of no where and clocked him right on the noggin.
Stunned he rolled off his captive.

Wolf feeling a little bad about not doing anything took off after cricket Christmas elf man. He ran pretty fast for a weird little fellow, and Wolf had to speed it up to even tail him.
He had to admit he felt like a spare wheel just standing there watching this elf dude battle it out with the other dude, so when the other dude did a real cheep shot he thought to him self, ‘I can help,’
With that sudden inspiration, he put one foot on the man collarbone, pinning him down and sat on his chest.
‘You want to go get the guard people now?’ he asked the Christmas elf.
The Christmas elf looked at him, and then nodding, loped down the hall.

‘Guard people! Guard people? Hey wait no this isn’t right. Umm guards! Guards!’
Tobias gasped in horror of his bad grammar, five seconds talking to an imbecile and he was all ready acting like one.
‘What is this world coming to?’ he mumbled silently to him self.
‘Wha’ was tha’.’ One of the buffoon Guards asked him, nodding in the direction of the imbecile.
‘That is what is known as a Beastial, a lower level life form that has not evolved past their animal form, much like your self.’
Really he didn’t know what was worse an animal that acted like a human, (and not a good one at that) or a human that was an animal.
‘S’upid, damn in’ellects.’ the guard mumbled to him self,
‘They think they own the ‘ole damn world.’ He grumbled all the way down the hall.
‘My, my. Watch out my friend, using big words like intellects and you may end up one.’ He snapped back.
Tobias watched as the guard stomped down the hall.
‘Really.’ He thought ‘no wonder the King is broke, he spends all his money hiring imbeciles like that.’
He sighed heavily sliding through the doors.
‘Wow you trying to be super man as well as super brain?’ his brother taunted him.
‘Martest!!!’ he hissed in his own language
‘Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh trying to be big li’le man?’
Tobias shot him a look of poison.
‘Just cause I’m taller.’
The King did the clearing of throat ‘can I have your attention please’ type thing.
‘Well there is definitely some thing going on, so what are we going to do.’

‘Look kid, you let me go and I’ll give you some thing, any thing you want.’ The evil dude pleaded with him.
‘You must have done somethin’ bad mister.’ Said Wolf.
‘They got the guards out after you, and dat ain’t good, not good indeed. I was chased by the dogs once, but that was different I was fishing in the pond, I think. Or it might have been when I hunted the palace cat . . . . .’ he lifted the cow’s hide thingy and sniffed. It had the unusual sent of the evil man. He flipped it open and pawed the paper inside it.
‘Honestly we could go places. Your strength and my brains and we could  . . We could. . We could. . Hey that’s my wallet you little thief.’
‘Wa . . ?’ Wolf grunted with the wallet in his mouth. It didn’t taste very good, but it was chewy.
‘Get off me and give me back my wallet.’ He struggled against the weight of him.
‘Nope.’ He scratched at a flea on his head, and nipped at one on his shoulder, and then went back to munching on the wallet.
‘You little Pratt your giving me fleas on top of it all.’
‘No. I’m on top.’
‘What?’
‘I is on top of you.’
Just then the guards haul the evil man up, and him with him.
‘Hey, I didn’t do nothing.’ he whined.
‘You go’ to come.’

Tobias was watching the assassin being hauled off. The King was congratulating him for helping to catch the guy, while the imbecile squirmed nervously in the corner.
He looked as if he didn’t know where to put him self.
The King was rabbiting on like most Kings do and he finally started listening.
‘But really Fuzzles, I don’t see what some one would want from you so much that they would want to kill you?’
Fuzzles as it looked was not impressed, and the imbecile sniggered in the corner, then whimpered as the dog nipped him on the foot.
‘Farther.’ She moaned
‘Well is there a reason.’
‘There could be . . ..’ every one waited in bated breath for the answer. And then in the silence there came a giant crash, and then a bang and one of the book cases fell off the wall, and came tumbling down.
Every one stared at the decimated case lying on the floor, and between the debre a small ginger thing tore across the room and on to the Princess’s lap, another figure larger and shaggier than the first, skidded after it.
The imbecile had given in to his canine instincts, and only just realising where he was, he came to a stand still within two feet of her.
He looked on as the idiot of a thing stopped, shocked, and sat as if on command right where he stood.
The cat sat on the Princess’s lap, its eyes were wide a plates, its fur bristled.
‘Whoops.’ He said scratching at his ear.
‘Of all the things that could be . .’ Tobias sighed.
The King laughed
‘Oh if only I met you when I was in search of a jester.’
He looked to be the only one that thought the creature’s antics were amusing.
‘Sir if we could get back on course.’
‘Yes. So . .’
‘Father you call me Fuzzles one more time and I swear that I will take you to the cleaners.’
He smiled and said to the imbecile ‘she gorgeous isn’t she?’
The thing nodded it looked with wide eyes at the King.
‘Now obviously you’re not safe here darling, so we will have to find some place to house you. And we need these two around, together their more than we could hope for in a safe guard system.’
Tobias stood stunned he had just been signed up for something with out his consent, the imbecile didn’t even twig at what was happening.
‘Well Tobias is it? You’re a bit of a brain, where would that best place to hide my girl be.’
‘How the hell should I know?’ he thought ‘I do numbers not people.’
‘Oh well I suppose that due to the Princess being a Princess and obviously in to the lavish facts of life, I presume that the most inconspicuous place would be some where opposite to that.’
‘Great! There’s a lovely farm that even if you don’t like it our furry friend might.’
‘WOLF!’ the dog growled, they all noticed, that he now was getting ready to pounce on the cat, and he stopped and sat again.
‘No I mean some where so opposite, that they wouldn’t even contemplate going there.’ He suggested
‘Like my cave.’ The one now called Wolf said innocently.
Every one looked at him amazed,
‘What?’ he said cleaning the end of his tail
‘You can talk?’ exclaimed the King
‘Well of course I can.’ He said rolling his eyes.
‘But really what you want is something like my cave.’
‘And where is this cave?’ one of the Kings advisors asked.
The imbecile looked over to the Beagle.
‘About a mile off the main road, and in the middle of the Nugahneh forest.’ He said, more gasps around the room were heard.
‘Amazing!’ the King gasped.
‘We have two marvels of evolution here.’
‘Honestly sire’ the little dog said approaching the King, the cat hissed and he took no notice of it.
‘Its nothing to great. But are you sure you wish her to be under our care, I mean just between you and me, the place may be tidy but it’s a hole. And Wolf isn’t the best host.’
‘Well Mr Beagle.’
‘Rover please.’
‘Rover, I think it will do her well.’
‘If you are sure.’
So that was that. Tobias who had never stayed out side or even slept anywhere near to out side in his life was now to be sent to live with an imbecile, a blonde, and a talking dog. And the funniest thing was that the dog looked to be the most intelligent person there.

Wolf sat there a little confused at what was happening. There was all this talk, and the Princess burst into tears. He sat there almost thinking he would join her if someone didn’t say something to him soon. But Rover came over and grabbed his collar between his teeth and toed him out of the way.
‘Wolf the Princess is going to stay with us.’ He said very slowly.
‘Her life is in danger and we need to look after her.’
‘Why?’ he said sliding into a more conformable position.
‘Because we will get paid, and money is good, remember.’
He nodded ‘well I suppose I should go talk to her, and find out her name.’
He got up and slid a little on the marble floor.
‘But father you cant send me away.’ She wined at such an annoying pitch that Wolf cringed.
‘Pleeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaassssssssseeeeeeeeeeeee.’ She wailed.
It was so painful that he couldn’t help howling. The sound pieced his sensitive hearing and reverberated around his brain.
She stopped wailing and he stopped howling and shook his head, to try and dislodge the ringing in his ears.
‘I is sorry.’ He said when every one looked at him.
‘But your voice, it’s painful.’
Having a second thought about talking to the Princess straight away, he ambled over to the Christmas Elf man.
He stood in the corner talking to not to the wall, but to another man, that was less Christmas colour then he was.
‘I say he is an animalistic imbecile. I tell you.’
‘He isn’t’ the other man said, Wolf kind of knew that the Christmas Elf was talking about him, so he floated around the out side of the conversation for a while.
‘He is.’ He said again
‘Is not’
‘Is!’ he certainly was adamant.
‘Is not.’
‘Is!’
‘Not, always two more than you.’
‘Is, 46911 squared more that you.’
‘Ha! Always two more.’
Christmas man crossed his arms across his chest and glared.
‘Don’t you look at me like that Toby.’
Christmas man glared harder. ‘That is not my name.’
‘So tell me Tobias what is 46911 squared anyway?’
‘Its simple’, he said and was just working it out when a youngish and kind of gruff voice came from behind and said.
‘It’s 2,200,641,921’
Wolf walked up to him, and smiled shyly.
‘See.’ The other man whispered.
‘See what.’ he asked
‘Don’t worry.’ Tobias huffed.
‘I is Wolf.’ he held out a paw.
Tobias looked at it, and said.
‘I am Tobias and this is my brother Greg.’
‘Hi how are you?’ Greg asked, he was sure a lot nicer than Tobias, Wolf thought.
‘Ok.’ They shook hands and Wolf kind of forgot how strong he was for a moment, until a squeak alerted him to what was going on.
‘Sorry’ he said a little embarrassed
‘That’s ok,’ came the squeaky reply.
He stood there for a moment and then from the corner of his eye, a small ginger thing darted out side, his eyes followed it.
‘You like that cat, don’t you?’
Wolf brought his eyes back around.
‘Go get him fido.’ Greg chaired on.
Wolf smiled and took off after it.

Tobias shook his head, ‘Beastial’s’ he grumbled to him self, ‘idiotic, animalistic, primitive, imbecile’s, they are only good for one thing.’
‘And what’s that?’ Greg asked
‘Work.’ he said flatly.
The Beastial stopped slightly at the mention, cringing almost, it seemed to him. But Tobias’s attention was quickly stolen from that, and put onto the princess.
‘Father.’ She wined ‘You cant make me go. I mean it apart from being inappropriate, it will be smelly, and dirty and cold.’
‘Hey kid the only smell you get is a little bit of mould and that’s if you go to far down in the cave.’ The beagle told her.
‘Were going to stay in a cave? No we cant!’ she cried in august,
The pitch of her voice was so annoying that Tobias didn’t blame the animal for putting its paws over its ears.
‘Would you stop that  . . .that childish wining? It’s utterly undesirable, and terribly unpleasant.’ He said to her, as he walked up.
Her face turned a livid colour with anger.
‘How dare you speak to me like that.’
‘Easily.’ He said, ‘all one needs to do is open ones mouth.’
‘Father!’ she screamed and stormed.
He rolled his eyes. Rover looked up at him.
‘Gorgeous child isn’t she?’ he asked sarcastically.
Tobias said nothing.
‘Anyway considering we’ll be living together for a while, I’m Rover, I look after Wolf.’
‘Tobias.’ He said bluntly.
‘Oh don’t worry.’ He said looking at the frown that was sliding its way across Tobias’s face. ‘I’m looking forward to this almost as much as you are.’

Wolf felt uncomfortable travelling with the king’s escort of troops. They were too noisy, to clumsy and just stifaocating.
Usually he and Rover would be at the cave by now, but now they had to wait for the Princess.
Rover stopped and said something to one of the guards and he signalled to the rest of the group to start to head back. Wolf didn’t care what he had said he was just glad they were leaving.
Wolf looked over to the Princess, she did not look happy. Her feet were covered in mud and the shoes she wore had been broken, but only because they were inappropriate.
She wined when the guards started to leave. And both he and Tobias winced again.
He rolled his eyes.
‘Forest no place for shoes that fancy.’ He said to her.
‘And what do you want me to wear? Bare feet?’ she snapped
‘More appropriate.’ He said while nodding.
She huffed obviously annoyed, and Wolf sighed.
He then unexpected lifted her off the ground and into his arms.
‘What are you doing?’ she asked shocked
‘Well this way you can’t wine about mud.’ He heard Rover snort, as he walked off.

After five minutes of hard travel, the Princess was finally dropped at the entrance of a large cave.
She had to admit it did look relatively cozy, and she pocked her nose in to have a look.
Inside it split into two rooms and one passage. One was a sleeping room and a old mangled mattress, with the odd rusty spring sticking out of it was in one corner, on the other side was a few animal furs. The other room was a studio, paints and canvases were strewn every where, along with paintbrushes.
‘Very old fashioned’ she thought. She meandered past the rooms and headed for the passage.
‘No! No go down there, not good things’ Wolf yelped leaping in front of it.
‘Oh ok.’ She said and smiled, she couldn’t help it. He just made her happy, she supposed it was the innocence of him. She turned back to the studio and saw Tobias.
He stood in front of an oil painting, it was of a family of wolves by a lake, the detail in it was amazing, considering she saw he hadn’t figured out how to use his hands for most things yet.
‘He’s good isn’t he.’ She said falling even with him.
‘For an imbecile.’ He said frankly.
‘You are such a  . . .’ she was lost for the word. ‘An ass.’
He looked at her strangely.
‘Your so  . . . so pretentious, and critical of every thing.’
‘My, my Princess’ he hissed, ‘ watch out you’ll start sounding intelligent. And I assure you that will be a deterrent from most possible suitors.’
‘Well at least I’ve got something going for me. I mean you probably don’t even have any friends with that attitude.’
Tobias opened his mouth to say something but Wolf appeared at the door and silenced him.
‘Show where you sleep.’ He turned and headed for the other room.
She saw that he had lugged all her gear in and placed it beside the mattress. Two large skins where on it for blankets.
‘Princess here.’ He said pointing to it. ‘But have to share with Rover’
He then went passed the easel with a sheet draped over it to separate the two halves of the room.
‘We here.’ He said to Tobias.
‘Why does she get a bed.’ He said in disgust.
Wolf smiled ‘we strong. Be nice to female. Look after. Precious.’
Tobias snorted and walked back into the study.
‘Thank you’ she said quietly slipping after him.

Wolf sat with every one in a cleared space in the studio.
No one spoke, and he watched the afternoon turn to dusk.
Finally he stretched, yawned and headed for the door.
‘Where do you think you are going?’ the Princess asked
Wolf patted his belly ‘hungry. Go hunt.’
‘Hunt? She said in shock.
‘Well, the nearest mini mart is about a 4-kilometre walk, so hunting is the best way. If you have a problem start walking.’ Rover explained
she closed her mouth and wolf headed out.

An hour later Wolf sidled back in.
He dropped five rabbits on the floor, and headed over to the corner of the studio.
‘Guessing you no eat rabbit with fur?’ he said
‘We’re eating that?!’ she gasped ‘you cant!’
‘Why not? For you I put in fire, just like at home.’
‘But . . .but. .’
He looked down sad that he had made the princess unhappy.
She sighed ‘ but that will be fine.’ She said at last.
He smiled his huge smile and set to work skinning them.
With that all over and all but one rabbit roasting on the fire.  The Princess decided to get some talk up.
‘So Wolf how long have been here?’
Wolf looked up at her with the most unusual look anyone could have, it was only capable on him because of his strangely shaped jaw.
He flicked his eyes back to Rover who was basking in the heat from the fire.
Slowly he counted on his fingers.
‘five years.’ He said finally.
‘really? How old were you when you came here.’
‘22’
she thought about this for a while usually if some one was coming to their planet they usually came in there early teens for school mostly.
‘why?’
‘I had to only place masters cant reach.’ He mumbled
at that rover rolled over.
‘Wolf if you are to tell her start at the beginning.’
He looked up to her ‘you want to know?’
‘sure’
he sighed
‘I live with family, in pack on planet of Beastial. Like normal pack we have big family.
Mother and Graf, and lots of big brothers and sisters.’
‘Are you the youngest?’
‘No, second. Me and little sister we not like others. Me more smart than the others and she like a master.’
‘Me more smart. That’s great grammar there wolfy boy.’ Tobias sneered
‘Me also strong, and the masters came for our family.’
He paused. And with a new enthusiasm
‘I go to lil’ sis and I tell her to hide, I tell her if she found pretend to be master. I tell her I look after her. She was little not like me. I look after her.
Master’s take me masters brake me. I become gladiator.’
‘Not for long right?’ the princess asked horrified.
‘I become gladiator at 16, I bought and sold until I escape when I come here.’
‘Right’ Tobias said standing up ‘your simpleton meal is not the desired one for my pellet I am to leave and find my own.’ And he walked out
‘What!’ the princess bawked ‘you can’t leave me alone’
Wolf frowned ‘not alone wolf here.’

He thought back to that time images flashing around in his head.
He remembered how his first master a man who was old and smelled of old cigarette smoke and peanuts bought him for 75 of their dollars. And at first he was kept in a cage because he kept trying to run away, he was strong enough to break from the chain that held him when they had him on a leash.
he remembered the second time he ran away.