[RedRose4]

Topher’s eyes fixated back on the husky, German Shepard mix. Tristan was right, he didn’t look too good, and why did they separate the poor animal from it’s mom anyways? Slowly Topher went over to it, reaching into the pen and speaking to it.
“You don’t look too good. Where’s your mother?” he muttered while trying to reach in and grasp the small animal. It looked so thin and frail, Topher’s maternal instincts kicked in and his worry grew with each passing minute.
“You need to be fed something way more nutritional…” Looking at the price, Topher nearly paled at the sight. It was difficult to want something when he knew Zeke had to pay for it, and something that expensive was even harder to decide.
With a soft breath, Topher looked at Tristan and spoke. “I can’t leave him here…he wont live much longer if he isn’t taken care of. But…the price, it’s ridiculous.” he said while rubbing his forehead, obviously stressed out.