changed him, he couldn’t place it. One word came into his mind Balto’s temper flared up. TURNING! The very thought made him angry, your not one to do that! The thought stayed in his mind. You love Jenna you want to be a father! But that means responsibility and care and the worst commitment, I don’t want to do that.

He eyes widened he shook his head franticly. “NO! NO! NO!” Yelled at himself. “You’re not a wolf!” continued to yell at himself, as he ran off not even knowing where he was going. He was just running fast and yelling at himself, on what he should be thinking and doing.

After about of two hours of yelling at himself in the forest ran to the closest tree running his head into it. The hit really hurt, Balto wasn’t sure if he was bleeding or not, and gave him a worse headache, but drove the thought of turning away. He felt more relived this pain helped him. Panting He turned away following his own tracks back, after a bit he lost his footprints but he knew where he was now so it didn’t matter.

He could now see Nome, and to west could see his boat. His headache didn’t get any better nor did his temper. When I get there Boris is going to be ‘where have you been, and that, Muk and Luk brats.

He eyes widened again the word “Turn” came into his mind as if trying to keep his humanity his turned to his right paw and bit into it not far enough to hurt him but to make him bleed. He could taste his blood, which made slightly smile, with that bit harder. No! He released his bite and ran to his boat as fast he could the images of the other dogs made fun of him mocked him, and even attacked him even the big ones as puppy. Get revenge. NOOO! Balto anger was beyond recognition “NOOOO!” he rammed his head into the boat. He could feel blood go down his head.

“OH! Balto!” He heard Balto, He refused to look at Boris.

Boris went down to him, he heard him swear in Russian, he paid no heed.

“Balto! Are you alright?! How is your head!?” Boris worridly questioned, Balto didn't react, so Boris repeated the question.

Balto finely turned his head away from the boat and looked down at Boris with a look to kill him. “It’s fine.” He spoke harshly. The glare did not ease.

“Alrrright. But is your head alright?” Boris nervously stated, but felt he needed to ask again refering to head.

He felt his temper rise higher and higher, he was fine in the head! The problem was Nome! “Nothing is alright!” Balto started to growl “Nothing is fine! For me NOTHING IS FINE!! No one is fine with ME! So how I'm I fine when NO ONE is fine with ME?!!”

The blood on Balto’s face made him look very viscous. He used his paw and pushed Boris aside as walked to the beam. That stupid bird! What I’m everything fine I’m great. The date I had planned today was total disaster, but I should be happy none the less, the moron!

He walked to his blanket he put his nose under it to lift up he walked into it. He walked a circle and let him self fall; he grunted “I’ve…dumb race in the morning.” He fell quickly asleep.

Jenna saw Balto running to his boat, she decided to take a visit, to somewhat still have a date today. She walked slowly so Balto could catch his breath when she got there. She knew he didn't like panting in front of her. About half way she heard Balto and Boris yelling. She went to a sprint. Balto? That isn't right...

Boris still held his head when Balto pushed him into the boat, somehow his head hit the boat first. Gosh what’s wrong with him? Gee if pushed me any harder he’s crack my head open.

He saw Jenna running up “Oh no.” He said aloud. He put his hands down to hide his headache. Balto is on break down mode, but this is just weird! Jenna can’t see him like this. Jenna slowed down as she approached him.

“Are you alright Boris, how’s Balto?” Jenna asked desperately while panting, it wasn't like him to yell.

“Vhat? He’s fine! He ran up to me tell him wake early for the race. He was screaming at me he went to bed early.” he lied to her, he took a few steps to the side, to put himself in the way of heading towards the wooden beam that lead up to the boat.

She was clearly unconvinced, her eyes started to claw into Boris's accusingly “The yelling I heard was out of anger from what I could tell.”

He felt his heart race, he raised his feathery hands in front of him. “Well it wasn’t I ensure you, what made you think that?” this is for your protection!

“Well, it just that it didn’t seem like excited yelling.” Something told her something was wrong. She wanted to take a step towards the wooden beam, but Boris was blocking the intial way.

Curse women. “Well, I’ll tell you he was determined about it.” He wasn’t sure about what to say anymore, but he had to keep her away.

“Well that wasn’t long ago, I’m going to see Balto before I go, we were suposed to have a date tonight anyway.” She said as she worked her way around Boris, and close to the wooden bored or beam to the boat.

Gaayyh! He quickly ran in front of Jenna. “No, no, no Balto already fell asleep, and you know how hard it is for him to fall back asleep,” Boris’s eyes lowered “I would know that better than most.” Please Jenna go back!!

Seeing Boris so persistent she finely gave in, “Alright, Boris but he better be there on time.” She scolded softly.

“Sure, sure he will be there on time it’s a Boris promise!” Boris shouted with a solute. Phew!

Jenna after what seemed like an eternity started to leave, she looked at the boat and finely turned to leave. Something is wrong. She left but wasn’t fast, she occasionally looked back, Boris always waved though it did get old.

When Jenna was out of sight Boris went up to Balto. He could see the blood on his face of still fresh. He sighed. Now to get that off. He went to the boat’s door and pulled it out and walked in the boat the interior wasn’t too well decorated, but Boris went to the back were he saved a cloth. Sad to see this is this going to be used. He picked up the cloth, and walked out to the exterior and closed the door. He looked at Balto what is wrong boy?

Boris never saw him get angry like that; the moment flashed in his mind  “Nothing is alright!” He started to growl “Nothing is fine! For me NOTHING IS FINE!!” then pushed me into the boat. Something has gone wrong. He went to him very, very carefully went and whipped the blood of his face and some off his paw. “Sleep well Balto, sleep well.” He said as he went to his own spot to sleep.

Balto found himself between a mountain but more like a hill with many caves he saw more wolves than he ever saw. He turned the other way his ears turned back there was three times more wolves the other way running at him. Balto didn’t know what to do he turned to the hill he could see Jenna his heart leapt. “Jenna!” He howled the words.

But how to get to her Balto noticed that she had a worried face. Balto turned and noticed the wolves charging get closer he darted for the hill. Balto ran toward the hill, as he got closer he could see it better. He stopped he could see Hector in front of the wolves at the hill.

“Hector?” Balto asked, as he finished, Hector shouted, 

“Prepare for kill!” the wolves crouched down Balto backed away. He turned as the other wolves collided with the other wolves. He saw a big wolf grip his neck, he struggled to get out he saw Jenna running. He stopped, and fell to the giant wolf had killed him, he died! Jenna was watching him, how could he die?!

He awoke with a cry. He instantly ran a little his tail went to a fluff. He panted, a dream, just a dream. The moment flashed in his mind “Nothing is fine! For me nothing is fine!” He closed his eyes and turned to be Boris was sleeping. Boris, I never snapped, no how could I have done that? The race is today.

He worked his way to the town he felt terrible, I had snapped but how?! He noticed his right paw; he remembered his ordeal with the ‘Turning’ thought. A breeze passed, He went into a run for Nome. When he arrived at Nome, he took the alleys as he always did. Need some breakfast. He went between the alleys until he reached to the butcher’s shop. He went to the garbage. He’s going to yell at me again. He dumped the garbage. “One man’s trash is a dog’s treasure.” He said to himself.

When he finished he put the garbage can back up but some garbage still was on the ground. Balto left before the butcher noticed. Crap, I don’t know when the race is. Perhaps Jenna could tell me, but I don’t want to look like a forgot and. He shook his head to be rid of the thought. He could hear some dogs but weren’t like barks but more of whimpers. He followed the sounds. He finely reached to the sound the sled team from yesterday. He went to find the white husky he saw from before he looked but didn’t see her.

“Well you’re really a wandering one.” He heard a female voice say to him.

He was slightly shocked he quickly turned, and saw the husky from before the one who might be pregnat and running. “Well, you walk quietly, I usually notice.” He replied, but he wondered