Human of the Wild

Prologue (Remastered)

The 80s...

For the most part, it was truly a unique time to be alive. An era that many were around as an adult or as a memory from childhood, wearing the latest fashion or enjoying the newest trends, it didn't matter. Music stored on cassette tapes, Trampolines, colorful cube puzzles, BMX bikes, Action figures, you name it, It was most likely a style at the time. Times like that were wild, even rebellious If you think about it with no rules to speak of.

However, on a windy and misty night roaming through a forest outside of a beach resort were three brothers wearing backpacks while holding onto flashlights. They were in search of something they didn't know anything about except for the one leading the pack.

A young blue heeler striking a mullet haircut that moved in the wind with light blue fur and some tan on his nose, belly, and ears respectfully walked while waving a flashlight left and right seemingly looking for a sense of direction. The main thing that stuck out about him was some black fur around his eyes resembling a ski or bandit mask.

"Bandit, are we there yet?" One of the brothers, who appears to be the youngest in his family broke the silence, asking his brother in front of him whose name went by Bandit.

"No, but I can sense we're getting closer." He gave him an answer. Bandit continued searching while moving his flashlight left and right to avoid any hidden holes as the younger brother wondered why they were even out here in the first place. "When are you going to tell us why we're out here?" He asked, only to receive the same silent treatment.

The younger blue heeler wore a red, white and blue headband and had light blue fur around his body along with dark blue fur on his tail and on the left side of his face. He also had his left ear bent with the right sticking upwards. He sighed and thought of how to attract his brother's attention until he looked to his right to see his other brother who seemed to be older than both of them walk beside him.

He was the same dog breed as them but looked strikingly different having teal, yellow, and orange fur accompanied by his main feature being his long hair. He was distracted playing on a portable gaming system called the Game Pup playing a role playing game conveniently named final fur 7 but his gaming session was cut short feeling his younger brother giving him a light nudge. He noticed his younger bro was trying to talk to Bandit and backed him up.

"Stripe has a point mate, you better not have brought us out here for something stupid, we're missing the biggest wrestling match ever seen on television." He told Bandit. The youngest of the three was named Stripe as his mind suddenly thought of something, a way to get Bandit to reconsider. "Actually now that you said it, maybe it would be better (even safer) if we just go back home. We can check out whenever you want to show us tomorrow, what do you think?" Stripe asked, recommending that they should turn back.

Bandit in response to the repeated questions, stopped in his tracks. He turned around to look at them, not pleased. "Look, I know we're missing the smackdown and I'm sorry. I've wanted to see it too, but I can't show you guys tomorrow. We're planning on leaving and going home, this is my last chance to show you guys. Trust me mates, I promise it will be worth coming out here." Bandit explained to his brothers. The two looked at each other with worry but chose not to say anything and only gave a nod of approval. Bandit proceeded to continue walking with the other two following suit.

"I don't know about this Radley." Stripe whispered to his brother next to him who went by the name Radley before then asking him. "Is it just me... or do you feel uneasy being out here?" Radley wasn't sure what to say, while walking he didn't feel like they were in any danger nor was there any wildlife in sight. The one thing he knew for certain was they were definitely going to get in trouble when their mum found out they were not asleep back at home.