Poker's Test

It was his second day in the Vryheid territory. Pretty bad start this time, the small male woke up all alone in the darkness. All he could hear was the water flowing down the canals. Slowly Poker stood up and looked around him. His trusty bag was missing. Oh! They were gonna regret this for sure. His blood was pumping fast, he couldn't think correctly except that he had to get his bag back. He started to walk throughout the dark tunnels. For once it was pretty quiet, too quiet. The small dog found himself next to a dead end. Wrong way, that's why it was so quiet, he wasn't going the right way. The small dog turned around and started his long walk trough the water system. Following the concrete road the small dog didn't mind about the small wild roddents. When a rat would get cocky and try to fight him, he would just push it in the water. That's right! Poker is the boss now and no one will stop him until he gets his bag back.

Sadly, the small dog had to go in the dirty water to continue his road. He managed to stay near the walls so he didn't have too much problem getting back on the concrete path. Poker was determined, he didn't mind about joining the group only his bag was important. During his route he found a big pack of hungry rats. He got attacked so he fought back. Even if he isn't the best fighter he was able to get is opponents down, getting some scratches in the way. He continued his route throughout the dark world of this disgusting place.

*Swhoosh! * Ugh! The dog actively shook is head, who is coward enough to throw sand in others faces!?!!! Glued to the wall, he looked at his opponent. A dog way bigger than him, he wasn't afraid of that coward tho. The small dog was fast enough to dodge the attack and bit the paw of his opponent. Gotcha! The prize was right there in front of him. His precious bag was there, so he got up and went to it. Putting on his old trusty compagnion, he got bitted behind his neck.

-Would you stop please?! Im trying to put my bag dummy, Poker said

The small dog was about to burst out of his calmness.

- It is my duty to be an obstacle, the point is to join Vryheid, not get your purse, pipsqueak. said the german-sheperd alike biting him again

- I'm warning you, you should stop before i get mad, replied the small dog finishing to strap on his bag

- Why should I? If something like this gets you mad I guess you'll fit in with the grumps around here, huh, replied the tall dog pushing poker making him fall on his side

It was enough! The small dog growled, it was definitive he would not give any chance to that dumb dog. He jumped and attacked the back legs of the big dog. Poker is a smart dog, not only it would be hard for is opponent to get him off of his leg, but it's a great place to disable an opponent. He didn't let go, he would never until the opponent raise the white flag. It was a rough fight between the two active intelligents dogs. A jump, a roll, a bite, a scratch, multiple tactics were used on both sides. Lucky for Poker the tall dog wasn't a big brute so he wasn't in a bad situation. Still, it was a rough fight using a lot of energy.

- Okay, its enough, you can continue i think we are both pretty tired enough, sighed the tall dog, by the way i'm Wendigo

- Poker, next time don't steal my stuff and bug on me and maybe I will be niccer, replied dryly the small dog

- OOOh, i'm shaking in my fur, laugh the tall dog

Poker was injured, bleeding from nowhere and everywhere. He wasn't in a bad shape, but neither in good shape. Is small wounds were bleeding, but he didn't mind. He had worse in is life and he just wanted to finish quickly with that stupid test, at least get out of that gross place. It maybe took him 6hrs to finally see the surface again, once that was done, he sat and looked at the sky. He always wondered how the air smelled like. He sighed, at least he wasn't blind or deaf. The small dog stretched and yawn, today was one weird day. He got joined by the tall dog of before.

- Looks like you made it out alive. Now we just have to wait for the big guy to show up, said Wendigo

- I don't really mind anymore if i'm in i'm in, if out i'm out. At the point I am only my bag is important, it's the only thing i got left, answered the small dog

- I've never met a dog so attached to a human handbag, snorted the female

- It's the last thing I got left of my life dumbass. After lots of shit, humans and back-stabbing its the last thing who can remind me where I come from and it's really handy, replied Poker

The small dog got lost in is toughs and didn't talk anymore. He wasn't feeling really chatty with that dumb and emotion-less dog after the day he had. All he hoped was a second chance to start his life over.