Early morning sun-light reflected off the snow. Black paws flashed throwing up the snow. A huge, white and black wolf ran down the street His black ears pricked for sounds behind him, his black tipped tail streamed behind him. His breath came out of his black mussel in clouds as his black legs churned the snow. An ugly gray collar rubbed on his neck. Memories flashed behind his eyes. A small black wolf, her home and family, being alone, all his past memories, how he wished he could forget. An patch of ice, his paws slipped. A boy fell beside him as he stopped sliding. Sitting up he looked at the boy. "Hay where are you from, what's your name?" the boy asked his blue eyes sad. "I don't know," the wolf whimpered, not expecting to be heard. "Wow!!" The boy fell backwards. "I didn't just hear that right?" he said looking at the wolf. "What, I didn't hear a thing," the wolf answered. "You're talking," the boy stared at him in surprise. "What, I knew some humans could hear us but I've never seen one of them," he muttered in confusion. "Well since you can hear me, you mind getting this collar off of me?" he barked. "Okay, I'll get it off, but you'll need a collar if you don't want to get picked up by the dog catcher. I'll put a better one on if you want," the boy said. "Fine, just get this one off of me," the wolf barked. He watch the boy pull out a red collar that he replaced the one he had on with. "Well my name is Jason, but you can call me Jay. Now you need a name," the boy said. "I have a name, I just don't remember it," the wolf growled. "Well I can't call you by that, how about Chase?" the boy insisted. "Fine, but I'm not your pet, you got that." the wolf growled at him. "I didn't say you were, Chase," Jay responded.