Gundam had spent the whole day just wandering the area around Spiral’s End Tower, trying to get a grasp for the environment. When he woke up this morning, it was just him and his hamsters Dark Devas of Destruction. It wasn’t before long that he ran into a stray dog. A few minutes later, he found another one. And then another one.
It lead to the current situation where he was surrounded by a small horde of them; an army at his disposal! This was both heaven and hell. There should have been some happiness about this, and yet he was staring at his new friends with sadness. Were they separated from their owners, or did they die while their owners lived on? Most of them seemed hungry, so here he was now. Sitting not too far from a shop where he had purchased a large bag of dog food and paper plates to feed them on, distributing the food equally between the dogs. It wasn’t the usual high quality, homemade food he would have liked to feed these animals, but it would do for now.
Some of the dogs curled up near Gundam, his hands rubbing as many as could reach behind the ears. A couple were sniffing at the hamsters hanging out of Gundams pockets, who were glaring right back. Two dogs, a golden retriever and a chihuahua, were wandering around before approaching this new girl with two-toned hair, circling around her and sniffing her feet before wagging their tails with excitement, hoping for more pats.
“Keheheh, it seems that some of the members of the tribe have taken an interest in you, mortal. Tell me, do you have a pact with any of the beasts before you? I cannot seem to locate their masters… If they do not make their arrival soon, it will be too late to save them from my control and they will soon be minions of the Tanaka Empire.” Not that the dogs looked anything like tools of any sort. They each seemed quite happy with their new potential owner.
