“I don’t think Father will agree to us bringing along a new pet, much less two of them.” Damian say he pets the small injured dog in his arms. You might be wondering what brought you into this situation, well you and Damian were doing nightly patrols when you heard a faint whimper inside the small cardboard box, in the alley you and Damian were in. Turns out that faint whimper was not one but two little puppies that were slightly injured. Injuries that mostly likely was caused by people before getting dumped in the alley.

“But we can’t just leave them out here, look at them, they’re injured.” You respond back, as you carefully inspect the small puppy in your arms. “I don’t say this much but you’re right, then what are we suppose to do?” Damian mumbles as he looks up from the pup.