panzer watched as three of the dogs chosen for group two joined, his eyes emotionless as he listened to the dogs around him. the male Rottweiler's ears perked as a unfamiliar gray and white wolf-dog, appeared to be named "listal", spoke about names, muscles relaxed as he kept on listening.
"panzer" he replied, a very small hint of friendliness added to the tone of his voice. His mechanical paws were itching to get into the city, to prove that he wasn't a weak coward that he was when he was only a pup. I'll prove to the Organization that I'm strong and not a weak, happy-go-lucky, coward pup I used to be he thought, memories flashed in his mind about when he was a pup right before he was mauled by a Labrador retriever mix just because he wanted to play with the yellow and cream mutt. He shook his head as a attempt to get rid of the painful memories, closing his right chocolate-brown eye for a second before reopening it. His left eye almost always stays open but there are times when he can control it all the way. Panzer then turned his attention back to the door, waiting for the patrol to go into the city.