River was on the edge of the forest trritory, miding his own business when he smelled soemthing strange. It wasnt a wolf... but a mix of different things. " Huh.. looks like its my next meal.. either that or someone is tresspassing on my territory," he growled as he set off at s trot towrds the smell

Mayhem was racing into the fields, never to look back. She was getting away from the city, away from the cruel owners. The canine ran and ran, until she couldnt see the city anymore. Then Mayhem realized she was lost. "Hello?" She whined, slowing to a walk as she neared the forest.

A little snarl came from River " Who are you, little one?" he said perring from behind a tree. " What is the proble? You are shaking. " you dont belong here" he said sitting down a few feet fromt he dog

"Who are you?" Mayhem barked, jumping backwards. "I just ran away." She grumbles.

" My name is River. I live in this part of the forest. My territory if you will" he said looking at the female " You ran away? oh dear... What from, if I may ask?" he had gentle eyes. Not agressive. He was willling to hear what happened and tried to think of what to do to help this poor lost animal.

"Mayhem. Names Mayhem, it's also what I ran from. Mayhem and chaos, a clatter of booms and bangs, yelling-" mayhem whimpered. "Those cruel humans."

River stood up and walked arounf the strange animal " You poor thing." he said " Here is what I'll do... ill take you with me and let you get used to this area. "

He looked at Mahem before tilting his head " Plus its getting cold and you might need some food."

Mayhem nodded warily. "Okay. Yes, it is getting rather cold, and having short fur doesnt help."

" Come on, Mayhem" River said nuzzling her in a friendly way. " Lean on me if you need to. You are shivering. My fur will keep you warm for the time being."

He slowly made his was deeper into the forest, closer to his den. Along the way, he killed a rabbit for her. " Here.. you must be starving" he said dropping the rabbit at her feet. " I know its not what you are used to, but the animals here,will have to do for now."

Mayhem followed behind, sniffing logs and plants. She jumped when a rabbit scurried into the underbrush, but cocked her head and stared at the bush curiously. The dog had to run to catch up, but it was easy because of her stalky limbs. Mayhem sniffs the dead rabbit at her feet and nudged it softly, as if to make sure it was really dead. She delicately picks it up in her jaws and continues along after the wolf.