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It had been days since the events unfolded when Dylan and dolly rescued their family from the evil old hag, cruella, but now she was put behind bars, hopefully for good for the sake of the dalmatians and all other animals. They also made allies and a new friend in cruella’s now ex-nephew, hunter, who is on their side now after disowning himself from that evil woman. And that’s when everybody lived happily ever after, right? Well, yeah, but the adventure is far from over.

Our story starts at a small park, where a squirrel was minding it’s business and gathering nuts. Little did it know that it wasn’t alone. From the nearby bushes, a pair of eyes watched the squirrel, the figure in the Bush growled. The squirrel, feeling alerted, turns around but sees nothing. The squirrel brushes it off and goes back to gathering nuts but that’s when a figure leaps out in front of him and scaring the poor rodent!

The figure in general wasn’t a dog, nor was it any other animal, it was a human boy with long blonde hair and wore ragged torn clothing, crouched down on all fours and snarling like a feral dog. This wild boy was Hunter, who has now become one of his canine friends. The squirrel was confused that a human was acting like a dog, but was not gonna stick around to ask why, so he bolted, Hunter bolted on all fours and chased the squirrel all over the park, hopping bushes, knocking a person into the fountain, jumping all over a hot dog cart and snatching a few hot dogs for himself, and chased the squirrel out of the park and into the city.

The chase went on until Hunter tripped and fell, while the squirrel makes a clean getaway. Hunter growled that he failed to catch the squirrel before heading into an alley and curling up under a makeshift tent made from old sheets, his sleeping quarters. Ever since he had been freed from cruella’s grasp, Hunter didn’t have anywhere to go, so for the past few days he had been basically living as a feral street urchin. The poor boy loved his wild lifestyle a little, but he wished he had a home and a family who would love him and treat him better. Little did he knew that his wishes were about to come true. 15 minutes into his nap, he heard a commotion around the corner. The curious dog boy takes a look and sees a man and a woman at the front of grocery store, some of their food was scattered all over the sidewalk.

Woman: oh darn it! I’m usually not very slippery when carrying groceries.

Man: don’t worry I got it. (Starts picking up apples before seeing a hand snatch one) huh? (Gets all the groceries in their bags but hears someone chewing in the alley) what the? Gloria, You hear that?

Woman: hear what?

Man: it sounds like someone’s eating in that alley.

Woman: it’s probably just a raccoon.

Man: raccoons don’t chew that loudly. And I saw a human hand snatch an Apple. I’m gonna go check it out. (Goes in the alley)

Woman: Carl wait!

Carl heads into the alley, sees a small hunched over figure with long hair eating something. His wife follows behind, and stops when she sees the figure as well.

Gloria: is that a homeless man?

Carl: Looks like it. Um, Excuse me?

Hunter turns around, spots the couple and growls at them. The couple were frightened upon seeing the feral boy.

Gloria: what is that thing?!

Carl: it’s…it’s a boy.

Gloria: What’s he doing out here all by himself? And where are his parents?

Carl: I don’t know, let’s ask him. Kid? Do your parents know you’re out here?

Hunter just looks at the two, staring at them, before barking, startling them.

Carl: well, I guess it’s safe to say that he’s a street kid.

Gloria: the poor dear. How long has he been staying out here?

Carl: if only he could tell us, but it’s clear that he’s been living like a dog for so long that he speaks like one. Maybe we need to earn his trust first. (Holds his hand out) come here. I’m not gonna hurt you. Do you trust me?

Hunter slowly crawls to Carl, sniffing his hand. He still wasn’t sure wether to trust these two strangers or not, but one look at the soft warm look in their eyes made him think that he should give them a chance. Suddenly, he stood up on two legs instead of all fours and spoke.

Hunter: yes, I trust you.

Description
It had been days since the events unfolded when Dylan and dolly rescued their family from the evil old hag, cruella, but now she was put behind bars, hopefully for good for the sake of the dalmatians and all other animals. They also made allies and a new friend in cruella’s now ex-nephew, hunter, who is on their side now after disowning himself from that evil woman. And that’s when everybody lived happily ever after, right? Well, yeah, but the adventure is far from over.

Our story starts at a small park, where a squirrel was minding it’s business and gathering nuts. Little did it know that it wasn’t alone. From the nearby bushes, a pair of eyes watched the squirrel, the figure in the Bush growled. The squirrel, feeling alerted, turns around but sees nothing. The squirrel brushes it off and goes back to gathering nuts but that’s when a figure leaps out in front of him and scaring the poor rodent!

The figure in general wasn’t a dog, nor was it any other animal, it was a human boy with long blonde hair and wore ragged torn clothing, crouched down on all fours and snarling like a feral dog. This wild boy was Hunter, who has now become one of his canine friends. The squirrel was confused that a human was acting like a dog, but was not gonna stick around to ask why, so he bolted, Hunter bolted on all fours and chased the squirrel all over the park, hopping bushes, knocking a person into the fountain, jumping all over a hot dog cart and snatching a few hot dogs for himself, and chased the squirrel out of the park and into the city.

The chase went on until Hunter tripped and fell, while the squirrel makes a clean getaway. Hunter growled that he failed to catch the squirrel before heading into an alley and curling up under a makeshift tent made from old sheets, his sleeping quarters. Ever since he had been freed from cruella’s grasp, Hunter didn’t have anywhere to go, so for the past few days he had been basically living as a feral street urchin. The poor boy loved his wild lifestyle a little, but he wished he had a home and a family who would love him and treat him better. Little did he knew that his wishes were about to come true. 15 minutes into his nap, he heard a commotion around the corner. The curious dog boy takes a look and sees a man and a woman at the front of grocery store, some of their food was scattered all over the sidewalk.

Woman: oh darn it! I’m usually not very slippery when carrying groceries.

Man: don’t worry I got it. (Starts picking up apples before seeing a hand snatch one) huh? (Gets all the groceries in their bags but hears someone chewing in the alley) what the? Gloria, You hear that?

Woman: hear what?

Man: it sounds like someone’s eating in that alley.

Woman: it’s probably just a raccoon.

Man: raccoons don’t chew that loudly. And I saw a human hand snatch an Apple. I’m gonna go check it out. (Goes in the alley)

Woman: Carl wait!

Carl heads into the alley, sees a small hunched over figure with long hair eating something. His wife follows behind, and stops when she sees the figure as well.

Gloria: is that a homeless man?

Carl: Looks like it. Um, Excuse me?

Hunter turns around, spots the couple and growls at them. The couple were frightened upon seeing the feral boy.

Gloria: what is that thing?!

Carl: it’s…it’s a boy.

Gloria: What’s he doing out here all by himself? And where are his parents?

Carl: I don’t know, let’s ask him. Kid? Do your parents know you’re out here?

Hunter just looks at the two, staring at them, before barking, startling them.

Carl: well, I guess it’s safe to say that he’s a street kid.

Gloria: the poor dear. How long has he been staying out here?

Carl: if only he could tell us, but it’s clear that he’s been living like a dog for so long that he speaks like one. Maybe we need to earn his trust first. (Holds his hand out) come here. I’m not gonna hurt you. Do you trust me?

Hunter slowly crawls to Carl, sniffing his hand. He still wasn’t sure wether to trust these two strangers or not, but one look at the soft warm look in their eyes made him think that he should give them a chance. Suddenly, he stood up on two legs instead of all fours and spoke.

Hunter: yes, I trust you.