Throw me to the Wolves

The wolf in front of me blinked.
I blinked back.
He silently beckoned me towards him with a slight jerk of his muzzle and I stepped forward without hesitation. His dark eyes flickered hesitantly to the side, and my eyes naturally followed. He looked back to me and gave me an abrupt and joyous bark before swivelling around and sprinting into the forest. I stared at his shrinking raven-black form, momentarily dazed, before breaking into a run after him. 
It seemed the faster I ran, the farther away he got from me. His miniscule form suddenly disappeared and I skidded to a stop with a snarl of frustration, my breath coming in ragged gasps. They were more ragged than they should have been. It took me a painfully long moment to realize that the multitude of plants around me were growing, wrapping around my abdomen, tighening around me. I dumbly stood there, fightened, before my senses came back to me. I snapped at the vines, fastening my teeth around them and pulling at them. The plants broke away from my body and crumbled into dust, all except for the small of vine still in between my teeth. I heard a low hiss and dropped the vine, panicked, only to find that a snake had replaced the vine. I stumbled back, tripping over my paws as I tried to retreat from the horrid creature. It bared it's fangs and I saw venom dripping from them and onto the ground. Suddenly, I couldn't movie. Everything froze around me, except for the snake. It hissed and lunged.
I let out an agonized howl, my body convulsing on the cold hard ground, and I squeezed my eyes shut in horror.
"Kaido, Shut. Up." A voice rasped, and my eyes flashed open, only to see a recognizable face right in front of mine. My face heated up under my fur. "You're a German Shepherd, Kaido. Not a Chihuahua. Get a grip." 
"Says the Chihuahua." I muttered glumly, sitting up and settling on my haunches.
Roxy narrowed her dark eyes at me. "I never said I wasn't a chihuahua. Just that you weren't." She rasped, exasperated. I remember when my human first came home with Roxy. I remember seeing that bundle of brown fur in my bed that first night, and trying to tell her that the bed was mine. When the old bag bit my tail, I vowed never to tick her off again.
Roxy groaned in annoyance. "It was that dream again, wasn't it? Why do you have to ruin a perfectly peaceful morning with your sorry, unappreciated cries."
My face heated up again and I scowled at her. "I can't control my dreams, just as you can't control your bladder."
Roxy glowered at me. I was going to pay for that later. 
I abruptly got up and trotted to my food bowl, taking a mouthful of the foul food and swallowing it before barely even chewing it. My eyes subconsciously flickered up to the leashes hanging up at the door, and I sighed wistfully. Still about an hour until I got my chance to be outdoors, once again. (WIP)
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