Excited little yips rang through Strider's ears as he was taking a lazy stroll through the small town, and curiosity got the better of him.
The young dog wandered to the main streets and, to his horror, saw that wolfdog, Balto, and his mate, that poor lovely husky, looming proudly over a box. Inside were puppies, tussling and rolling about.
He groaned and turned the other way.
"Oh, no", he muttered. "Not more."
( What can I say? He's a lovely, tolerating little boy. c: )
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Strider, Render (C) Me
Balto, Jenna, etc. (C) Universal