You were injured, a cut on your paw, running as fast as you can with your powerful doberman legs can carry you as you ran away from something, or someone who was chasing you for absolutely no reason, growling with that intense aura hot on your tail.

“Arf-!” you tripped on a damn pebble and tumbled to a halt, finally seeing that thing chasing you out of nowhere.

A big greyish timber wolf around the same size as your canine form prowled slowly towards you. Instead of attacking, it was sniffing your butt intently, it’s strong tail swished with interest.

You stood your ground and nudged his with your snout in return, letting him sniff your ass.