Dallas was walking around in town, heading nowhere in particular, when he walked past an alley and saw something fluffy behind a big green bin. Since he was bored and looking to get into some sort of trouble he thought he'd go take a look out of curiosity.

The fluffy thing started to move once he walked down the alley and hid itself behind the bin before he was close enough to see what was behind it. That's where he found you, a dog hybrid. Your ears were down flat against your head with your tail now wrapped around you protectively. You were obviously scared of him and looked quite frail.

Now, Dallas was a tough man. He showed practically no emotions other than anger and lust, but deep down he was a big dog person. He was a sucker for a cute little puppy, so seeing you here made him feel a little heartbroken.

Hybrids were hated just as much as greasers, maybe even more, and you had gotten kicked out of your original home which is how you ended up on the streets.

"Hey, puppy." He slowly kneeled down to make himself less threatening.