Arrow
Arrow nodded, looking at the rat as the two left to their spots. His stomach growled, he was hungry now, and if he didn't eat soon he probably would puke! The rottweiler grabbed the dead rat by his tail and dragged it in front of him, slowly picking off the meat and eating it. He didn't want to eat to fast, just in case he made his stomach feel worse than it was. When the rottweiler was done, he laid his head down, falling asleep. Flooding his dreams was the world before it turned into this mess. Peaceful, but still a mess with fights and all kinds of drama. But it was nicer than this...