Kodiak | Male| 5Yrs | German Shepherd | Mentions: Aspen, everyone

Kodiak knew as soon as he awoke something about today was going to be different. How did he know this? Well not even Kodiak knew how he knew, it was just a feeling he had. Looking around him Kodiak could see the other dogs getting antsy and excited. Kodiak was excited too, and that excitement could not be contained. Oh no! Kodiak would not contain it. Tail wagging furiously Kodiak began to give loud high pitched howls as well as scratching at the kennel door. Come on! Come in here! Let me out! Somebody! He barked and barked, growing louder and louder.

The barking stopped and Kodiak went silent for all but one sound, the sound of him biting the latch to his kennel, and his tail wagging furiously banging against its sides. Kodiak stopped for a moment to look at his surroundings. By this time new and unfamiliar people began to filter into the kennel room. Kodiak did not like them at all, some were calling the other dogs names but none his. Do I even have a person? Of course he did! Kodiak sat down now his tail stopped wagging as he pondered this question. Every person leaves me… it was true, Aspen would be Kodiak's fourth handler, this was mainly due to how hyperactive the dog was.

Forgetting all about his previous thoughts Kodiak went back to his excited self and continued to bark and howl, making lots of noise. Snap! A piece of metal fell to the floor and Kodiak's kennel door swung open. Within a second he bolted out of their tail wagging so fast and high pitched howls coming from his muzzle. Kodiak ran towards the main door, nearly running into someone as he did. Then he saw someone walking up and down the kennels.

That's my person! That's my person! Filled with joy and excitement Kodiak bounded towards Aspen tongue lolling as he leapt onto him knocking him to the ground, standing over him drool dripping from his jaws and a happy expression written all over his face.

Albers alarm sounded jolting him awake, with a groan he rolled over and poked at the stop button on his phone. With a stretch and another groan he sat up, bed hair was a real thing these days, he thought to himself as he looked at his reflection in the cupboard door mirror.

Sitting for a moment, he forced himself up, "these early mornings are gonna take some getting used to," he whispered to himself as he tried to gather the awakeness to get ready. The carpeted floors felt nice between his toes, his last home didn't have carpet, thankfully Bears did, regardless of how much she protested he be here, after all, she was all he had left and family is still family, or so they say.

Taking his time he got dressed into his new uniform, it was his first day ever as a copper, safe to say he was excited, however nervous, though he'd never show Bear that.

Coming out of his darkened room he realized Bear was nowhere to be seen, "damit" he cursed a little, she was meant to be his ride or at least guide.

With a nervous sigh, he pulled out his phone and tried to find the address of the station, after a short while he found it and started the route. Trying to calm himself he pulled up the profile of his K-9 to-be, Theo. 'Still a cute name' he thought to himself as he saw the dog's face in his profile picture, a slight smile appeared on Albers face, 'my first dog.'

Refocusing he got into his little old car, nothing like Franks prize winning ute, but it still got him where he needed to go, usually. Trying his best it took him three wrong turns before he made it to the station. He quickly spotted Franks ute, a wave of relief surged through him, followed by another of dread. 'Hopefully, I can keep those surges in check, I'm not sure Bear wants people to know we're related yet. Is she ashamed of me?' he started to spiral but quickly caught himself, 'no, it's just new, we're readjusting that's all.'

Hopping out of the car he recalled the email he'd gotten the other day stating they'd be meeting their dogs when they arrived today, he just had to find the kennels first.

Soon finding his way around the corner he found a couple of other new officers finding their dogs too. 'Kennel seven, Theo' he reminded himself as he looked at the tags on each kennel. Coming up to number five he realized his dog was right next to Franks.

He peered in, at first he had a little trouble seeing into the non-lighted kennel, for a moment it seemed empty then he spotted him, hidden in the dark corner at the back. "Theo?" The name escaped from his lips before he could stop himself.

Cassandra “Cassie” Troy | 25 years| Female | Handler | Mentions: Phantom Ace

After a moment of confusion, in which Cassie had mistakenly taken the wrong route, she arrived at the kennels. She peered dubiously at the steel cages, searching for her new partner. There! She maneuvered carefully around the various handlers pouring into the kennels. The unmistakable visage of Phantom caught her eye and she hurried toward it. She paused outside the kennel, reaching into her large purse for the lead she’d brought with her. It was a sleek, black leather leash that had been given to her as a gift from her papa on the day of her graduation. Cassie’s previous K9 partner had a matching black leather collar. She couldn’t bear to give it away to another though, so she’d left it on display at home.

She crouched down to eye level with Phantom, and pursed her lips as she observed. Cassie carefully brushed her fingers across the cage door.

“Hello there friend.” She said softly, gently in an attempt to start off with a good first impression. She located the latch, and after warning Phantom to sit and stay, opened the cage. Reaching cautiously inwards, she felt for the shepard’s collar and located the ring. Cassie clipped the leash to the ring and then stood, motioning for the dog to heel. Then she stopped, and wondered if Phantom had learned the same non-verbal commands as her previous partner. She watched and waited for a response, curious as to whether or not Phantom would understand the gesture.

Bear was peering through the door at Whiskey when a familiar voice sounded causing her to look up, even though she picked it immediately.

"Good morning," she replied to Audrey with a big smile.

Turning her attention back to the K-9 she stuck her fingers through the gate and wiggled them a little hoping to get her attention, the dog in the next kennel along made a quiet sound distracting Bear from Whiskey.

Still crouched she stuck her fingers through his door instead, perhaps she could at least offer him a pat. Looking up to read his panel his name was Phantom Ace, the unusual name made her smile. Feeling the gate move she quickly pulled her hand away, she hadn't noticed Cassandra there.

Refocusing on Whiskey she held the toy against the gate with her left hand, perhaps she'd like it?

Kaitlyn Hawke | Female | 16Yrs | Criminal | Hetero | Mentions: Open

5:29 am read the time on the alarm clock. A millisecond later it changed to 5:30 am, at the same time an alarm started blaring off.

Kaitlyn groaned and rolled out of bed, opening her eyes and giving a large yawn. Last night was hectic. As she got dressed Kat recalled the events of the previous night.

Dogs barked in the distance as she ran. They are catching up! Holy crap! Leaping over a fence Kaitlyn ran onto the street, causing a card to skid to a stop. Kate didn't care, she had to keep running, time was running out, soon the cops would catch up and Kat would find herself locked in Juvie. I will not let that happen! Breathing heavily Kaitlyn managed to haul herself up a wall that seperated the freeway from the neighborhood she was in.

Jumping down she skinned her knee. “Ouch!” Ignoring the pain she ran directly into the ongoing traffic, nearly getting hit and causing all kinds of damage. It's close, not much farther now. Kat had to get to the bus stop and somehow hop on the bus to her fathers house unnoticed.

Soon the building came into sight and Kaitlyn managed to find the right bus. Carefully she climbed onto the roof where a rack full of various luggage was stored. The rest of the night consisted of riding the bus to her fathers, walking into a dark empty house, and then finally falling asleep.

It was crazy, I'll admit.. but I'm here now and I'll be fine- At Least until the cops here catch me. Pulling on her jeans Kat winced as it rubbed against the previous night's scrape. Over her short sleeve black shirt she pulled on a black hoodie. Next to her bed lay a small satchel that Kat started to fill with various items. Pocket knife, Check, pepper spray, yep, notebooks/journals check, regular book, check, phone, yep! After making sure she got everything Kate tiptoed downstairs.

Once downstairs Kaitlyn found it hard not to gag. The place reeked of beer and alcohol and she saw her dad passed out on the couch. Snarling with disgust Kat made her way to the breakfast bar where her father had foolishly left his wallet. Mine now- Kaitlyn stuffed the wallet into her satchel and ran out the door. Hopefully there was still money left in the old thing.

The outside air was cool and crisp, for no at least. Later it would probably warm up a lot.

After walking for what seemed like forever Kate found herself downtown in front of a small coffee shop. Quickly she took out the wallet and checked to see if it had any cash. Counting the money she found her father leftover $200 inside of it. “Well that was unfortunate on his part, but very fortunate for me.” Grabbing 20$ and stuffing the rest into her satchel Kaitlyn walked inside the shop a little bell dinging above her head. Walking up to the counter Kat ordered a breakfast sandwich and a mocha. Then she went to sit at a table where she grabbed out her notebook and a pen beginning to outline her next plan.

Alber watched as Theo stood up, the little tag on his collar jingled with the movement, it was too far away and small to be read from a distance though, he'll have a better look soon he hoped. Alber's nervous excitement grew with each passing moment, for a second he thought that Theo would come over to greet him, instead, something frightened him by the looks causing him to retreat again.

'Oh no, what did I do wrong?' was his first thought before he realized another dog was sniffing at the gate, gently he pushed it away, "go on please." he said trying to get it to move away.

Once it had gone, he returned his attention to Theo again. He remembered reading another name in his file, 'what was it again?' he racked his brain 'black something?' He continued running options through his head 'lightning? No. Thunder or Bolt? No.' He paused briefly, 'wait, it was Bullet.'

"Theo, its okay it's gone now," he tried to recomfort him, watching his reaction he had an idea, "Would you rather I call you Black Bullet?"