Buster POV
I walked with the wolves, started to cry. "What is wrong dog."I HAVE A NAME YOU DUMB WOLF." then I noticed what I just did. He looked at me with the snake eye. "It is okay my son." He called me son. 8 years ago my mom wanted to marry my dad, but they were dogs. So my dad took my mom to a beautiful scenery. Then I was born. When I was about 2 years old. My dad stopped calling me son, and called me mr. Mess up. Oh no... Not another. A gunshot. The pack started to run as fast as they can. "Run Buster run"
