ya?” Cinder asked his brother.

 

“What if I do real bad? Like last place...I think I will be there, what if I can't learn the commands what if...” He asked, his brother interupted him.

 

“You’ll do fine! Don’t worry just because your not as fast as me doesn’t mean your going to be last, and it’s two mile race just to the marker it can’t be that bad.” Cinder encouraged his brother.

 

“Yeah, easy for you to say.” He complained he turned his head away from his brother.

 

Cinder and Cronos waited on the line, the other pups were there, Cronos paid no attention, he just waited for the others to bolt he felt his heart pounding. Cinder nudged his brother noticing he wasn't listining.

 

“Aren’t you listening?” Cinder asked somewhat shocked his brother wasn't doing what he did normally.

 

“No, are you?” He have laughed staying honest.

 

“Well to sum it all up this race is going to show how we will be placed as sort of like sled race positions the fast in front and the last in back but the back need to be strong so first might be last.” He explained to his brother, he wouldn't admit he only have paid attention.

 

“I’m going to be back.” Cronos predicted with no doubt in his voice.

 

“No, you don’t know that! You might beat me.” Cinder could tell his brother had no moral in his sprit, it came around when ever physical in challenge he predicted the worst, and sorrowfully was right most of time.

 

“Well it’s about to start.” He announced to his brother trying to say it in way his brother would be comforted somehow.

 

Cronos waited for the dog teacher to announce the race to start. What I’m going to do? I’m going to be last! I can’t run! He dreadfully waited for it to start, he thought of the disapointment he would put on himself and his family. He heard they was great thoughts about the two racing wise, seeing their father talent for it, was expected. It put much pressure on him, he knew Cinder would live up to it, he on the other hand would be the disapointment, he heard some words in his head about his weakness. He heard him say start, he paused with a quick sigh bolted himself forward.

 

Cinder sprinted as fast as he can, he managed to get him self in first but knew if he got cocky he would lose it he had to keep going his hardest. He did feel tired but he kept his mind focused on the two-mile marker. After a while he noticed he was far ahead of everyone. What the heck?Why I’m so ahead well I just hope Cronos is fine. Cinder got to the finish line he wasn’t really tired either. He asked if you had to run back but they said no. Which annoyed him, another Mr. No

 

After about five minutes the second dog came across the line. Cinder decided to look around, getting bored he didn't like watching. He saw a Wolf pub somewhat far off, hey why is he alone? He walked over to him quitly not wanting to get attention.

 

“Hey!” He called out to the wolf that was a white and grey mix.

 

The wolf pup turned to Cinder, with hurt stare he moved away from him.

 

“What do want?” the wolf coldly asked trying to show he wasn't weak.

 

“What’s your name?” Cinder cheerfully asked him trying to show he meant no harm though it seemed the wolf didn't trust him.

 

“Fang, and you do best to forget it!” He demanded he didn't like a dog knowing his name.

 

“Alright, How old are you?” Cinder requested while shrugging.

 

“Six months.” Fang murmured not really wanting him to hear.

 

“My age eh? Well where’s your parents?” He asked trying to find out more about him tilting his head looking around.

 

“That’s none of your knowing.” Fang uttered under his breath quietly, “Leave!”

 

Not wanting to upset a wolf Cinder walked away from Fang. He tried to measure the time but couldn’t how long did it take for me to do it? Cinder paused about this. He smiled as he saw Cronos pass; he was all-alone no in sight after him. He frowned with some sadness, he didn't want this to happen he heard about what kind of pressure seemed to be on this for both of them to do well. His brother panted heavily, but walked his way to his brother very tired. 

                                                            

Panting Cronos asked out of breath, “How long have been waiting? How long you have been waiting?” He corrected to himself.

 

“I’m not to sure I’m weak in time judge...meant.” He admitted he wanted to stop himself but it came too late.

 

“I see.” Cronos knew now he had been waiting for a while. How much was I behind him? He turned he figered he was fist and now he was last by now long shot between the two he knew comparison would happen he as far weaker one. He wanted to ram his head into something in frustration with himself.

 

The voice of the dog teachers broke cinder’s and Cronos’s silence. Not wanting to talk they complied with the demands. They where told to head back and meet in the boiler room, for placement, if they be for sled team. 

 

Cinder and Cronos head back from the two-mile marker, Cronos was more quiet than usual, he was quiet often but sorrow and disapointment he knew was the cause. Cinder kept trying to think of something to say, Cronos had gotten last place as he feared. He was about to talk when his brother interrupted him.

 

“You were first where you not?” Cronos asked his brother with some criticism.

 

Cinder sighed at the question, he knew if he said no, his brohter would know he was lying, “Yes...I was in first.”

 

“By a lot wasn’t I could tell by, ‘I’m not to sure I’m weak in time judgment.’” Cronos slightly growled.

 

“Look I’m sorry, but you’ll get faster I know it! They say by how you look you will be a fast runner.” Cinder tried to sound confident, but part of him doubted it.

 

“What’s up with ‘Look, your different, your just not the same,’ it pisses me off.” He said to brother with glare.

 

“Sorry.” Cinder apologized. The rest of the way to boiler room was dead quiet, knowing nothing would cheer him up for being last.

 

Cinder made one more remark, “You can find more cheer in a grave yard. More then me that's for sure.” he smiled at his brohter but the look his brother gave back made it fade.

 

When they reached the boiler they told everyone to get in there spots. Cronos noticed a grey-white wolf followed them from the two-mile marker. He didn’t really care about though, wolves didn't go near town was what he was taught. 

 

“No to tell your ranks.” The dog teacher announced to everyone. Cronos once again paid no attention; he noticed no pairings, till he heard his name.

 

“Cronos, Cinder you will be paired.” The teacher told the two.

 

Cool. Cinder thought to himself. The only ones paired up! Oh no!  It took a moment to realize the two reasons. 

 

Something Cronos just bust, he broke he knew why he was paired up. Not this time!!! He bolted up.

 

“Hey why in the world I’m I paired up with my brother!!” He wanted to hear the answer from them he truely didn't know the main reason wasn't because he was last.

 

The teacher grunted, “Cinder’s time was five minutes ahead of second, Cronos you were dead last by ten minutes!” all the other dogs in the roomed laughed. He closed his eyes. The teacher continued, “We want you to do well, the only chance is if you’re paired up with the first place, you might, just might not be dead last!”

 

Cinder trying to cheer his brother up once more, “Don’t worry Cronos, dead first and dead last make dead winners.” He gave him a smile. Cronos looked away from everyone. 

 

Cronos uttered something under his breath, "Yeah dead." 

 

“So, wolf dog! Sit down!” the teacher demanded. Cronos eyes opened with shock as tripped down. Wolf Dog? Whhhaaaat… 

 

Cinder kept his thoughts to himself though he wanted so much to yell at the teacher. What wolf? I don’t see it! Show me what’s different in Cronos he’s always been like that! These questions revolved in his head he thought because he looked different he paired up with him and the fact they were brothers but it seemed different now. 

 

Cronos was shaking at what he heard from his teacher, though out the rest of the day, the other pups mocked him with it ‘wolf dog, sit down. Hahahahah he’s a wolf and was dead last, that shows his potential!’

 

Cinder didn’t defend his brother he knew if he did he would not eat normal that day and be very depressed. He pained him to see him mocked while he was adored, ‘wow, five minutes ahead, hard to believe wolf dog is your brother, the dead last loser!’

 

The next week continued in this ‘wolf dog’ and ‘Dead last’ and ‘Loser’ and it wouldn’t go

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