\n If you could ask anyone at the Formar processing plant who was the best worker there, they would all give you the same answer; Kron. For five long years Kron has tried to acclimate himself into human life and human society. Working at the plant, getting an apartment, heck he even got married. Kron was a proud canine with his ears perked up and his tail straight out almost everyday. In all the years since the occupation, no Garrin has attained such a high rank in human society.

\n “Everything looks good there,” a human said coming up to a concentrating wolf examining one of the pipes. Kron paused, stood up and looked at the human. He pointed his nose up in the air and gave one quick sniff. He then looked down and nodded.

\n “Good, it’s amazing what technology can and can’t do. We don’t need another accident like the one we had last time.” The human said as he lit a cigarette, and then taking in one good puff, looked up at the wolf. “Glad to have you on the team their son.” Kron was very private about himself and his emotions, and though he did everything he could to prevent himself from showing it, his tail ever so slightly gave him away. The human saw Kron’s reaction, and smiled as he took another puff of his cigarette.

\n “That’s okay, I know your kind can’t speak much but I know a thank you when I see one. Anyway it’s getting late, and I know you have plans. Lets call it a day Kron”. Kron nodded and grunted as he began to walk way from the tangled mess of pipes that is connected to the processing plant.  

\n Kron was excited; all his work and effort will pay off today. All he could really do at the moment is stare at the assortment of flowers that were on display at a local flower shop that wasn’t too far from work. The wolf aggressively scavenged his brain, trying to squeeze as much information as he could, so he could pick the right flower for his deserving wife. Unfortunately, Garrins are not very wise when in comes to human taste, especially female human taste.

\n “May I help you?” a short portly lady said sneeringly. Kron straightened out his back and pointed at a small red rose and as best as he could mutter something that sounded like a cross between a dog bark and a coyote yelp. The lady looking irritated as she then picked up the flower and walked over to her register. Kron stood there silently as he watch the lady peck at the cash register.  At times he swore that the fat human female would move in a way as if she was going to ask a question. Kron would then quickly respond by perking up his ears and turning his head gazing upon the female. All the lady could do was glare at the canine with a stern stare and continue pecking at the register. Eventually the Garrin left the shop with on single red rose placed in an ornate white vase, balloons, and a box of chocolates, which was more than what Kron originally wanted when he came into the store. 

\n Nothing could stop him now. The Garrins who worked on the streets pushing trash, or worst yet live in the alleyways found it odd to see one of their own with a smile. Eventually he made his way to the turbo lift. Stepping inside, he took his huge fingers and placed it cumbersomely against the fourth floor button.   His stomach twisted and turned a bit as he held the vase very carefully in his paws. Then the lift came to a halt and the door parted, all Kron had to do was exit out of the lift and walk over to his door. He never really could quite understand the way he felt around Laura. Ever since the day he saw her, his eyes could see nothing else.

\n The doors opened swiftly as the canine peered into his apartment, anticipating the smile of his loving wife, clutching the vase in his hand and the box of chocolates to his sides. He grinned, thinking to himself how surprised Laura will be, since he’s home earlier than normal. As the doors came completely open, as the cool air from his apartment his face, the familiar scent of his wife did not greet him. The grin on Kron’s face turned into sheer concern as he stepped inside the room looking from corner to corner, trying to find his wife. Then the Garrin took one long deep sniff, pointing his nose in the air trying to pick up the familiar scent of his wife. Then there it was, the smell of his wife, yet there was something else in the air. The smell of sweat, heat and lust. Kron dropped the vase and chocolates. The sound of the ceramic vase hitting the floor echoed through out the apartment. Kron reached his bedroom door and as the door slid open, that was when he saw them. A man, a human man was standing beside the bed while Laura was lying under the sheets. Kron could feel his emotions stir as his blood boiled at an alarming rate. His mouth bared his teeth as a growl bellowed from his chest, exploding from his body. The man stood their silent and naked as his body began to vibrate with fear as the hulking wolf roared at him. With one huge leap Kron sprang forward, punching the human in the face with one hard swing.

\n “No!” Cried Laura. Kron couldn’t help himself; his mind was clouded by rage. This was his special day; this was his mate, his life partner. “Please stop it,” yelled Laura again as she grabbed a hold of Kron thick arms. The canine could only react as he quickly flung Laura off and across the room with only the dresser drawer to cushion her. Kron could only stare after realizing what he had done. His rage subsided as fear began to wash over his body, quickly leaping to other side of the room he look over Laura’s body. He was silent for bit as he then heard soft sound of her breadth. She was not conscious though; he then looked behind him to see the human. His face was barely recognizable now, his breathing very soft.  Kron crept closer to the human who was now limp in the corner of his bedroom; his eye had now a faint glow of life. Kron smiled as he gave a wide toothy grin to the human and with one swift move, sank his teeth into the human’s flesh. The faint glow grew dim, until there was no reflection of light in the human eyes anymore.

\n Kron look at the forest in sheer silence as life continued to move forward in the city behind him. He though of everything he had once accomplished, everything that he worked for, then as it all came crashing down he though of her. His mind kept wondering at the enigma of his emotions. Should he be angry, depressed over what was once his mate? He closed his eyes and he saw her once again, standing on the balcony, as her silhouette was press up against the setting sky. Her hair gently flowing in the wind, she was the greatest thing in his life. Kron opened his eyes and gently faced the woods that beckoned him; from now on this was the only view he had of his future.