A Dog's Heritage.

Prologue

    Snow plastered across the pup's face, stinging into his snout like bullets. He let a whimper escape his throat, unaware exactly of where he was going as he let another husky's big, jaws carry him across the endless field of white. Suddenly, as though a beacon of hope, flickering lights appeared in a hazy distance, the smell of smoke and humans drawing closer, and closer as the lights grew more vibrant by every step his captor took. He wriggled his paws with excitement, trying to forget the cold nagging at his sides. When they reached the source of the lights, big, giant towers revealed themselves, with paths weaved between each building. The little pup wriggled relentlessly to escape the other male's jaws, entirely to eager to discover each and every crevice the big city had to offer, but it seemed the captor had other ideas..  The large husky strolled up to a wooden patio, resting the pup on a large carpet awaiting a door. The puppy watched from below as the male scratched the door with his claws, before spinning off. He rose to his stubby paws, turning before falling back to the floor as he watched the other male fade from sight, and he let out a whimper of confusion, before large warm paws picked him up. He cradled himself, glancing up at the human who'd so kindly taken him in, licking her glove. She giggled, musing something before poking his nose with her finger, taking him in to the shelter of her warm, cozy den.. Faintly, in the background as the door to the den began to creak to a close, a howl could vividly be heard, before all noises of the wild were shut out.