(XD I've actually read that trilogy. I named Beck from it because I couldn't think of a name so picked up a random book and chose a name from the page. Also, I love Beck in the books
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Beck's top lip curled upwards and his ears flickered back. He could hear noises nearby, amplified to his sensitive hearing. He stopped still, tail half raised aggresively, and narrowed his eyes. The wolf was confused and the instincts throbbing throughout his body told him that he should fight, rather than take flight. Creeping forward ever so slowly, the dark grey mass of muscle and fur pushed through a slightly thorny bush and into the clearing in the forest. He was suprised to see that he hadn't run in a straight line, but in a sort of semi-circle that had brought him around to the other side of the structure in the centre.
Dark brown orbs locked on a strange two-legged and another canine. His ears fell back further and he lowered his head as he observed the two. He knew there was something about them he should be registering, something they were called or who they were. Try as he might, he couldn't fit the pieces together. He scented the air a little, the scent of flesh and fur meeting his nostrils. He waited, curious as to what would happen if the multi-coloured, lanky animal or the female that towered over him spotted him. How would they respond to a wolf, and would they be able to communicate with him? How should he be reacting to them? The wolf couldn't link anything up or understand what was happening, so merely waited to find out.