Chapter 2 P2 Elusive 

Dariuz is leaving me abruptly on my own because of a "meeting", when really, he is on his way to the strip club. I can tell because of his temper... and the desperation of lust in his body language. Poor Fee.

But I am now walking lonely down a big hallway with polished concrete around me. I don't see anyone in front of me, but I'm walking past many different wooden doors that has engraved room numbers on them, and before Dariuz left, I needed to find room 139. I do hope the room is nice, especially since that the Alpha mentioned 'bout a shower, and I haven't showered in a long time. If anything, it could be cave water, which isn't the best water, but it's something I suppose. The last hotel room I've ever went to wasn't in Red Wire, or Rocks, but it was in Doggystyle.

No, not the position. I don't even wanna know how they thought of that name in the first place.

Doggystyle reveals more of a city rather than a town in my opinion, kind of like Clazzies, but more... machinery-like than high-class, a very industrialized place I should say. Or at least, it USED to be very industrialized, until three quarters of the population plummeted, and nobody knew why or where everyone went, BUT, Doggystyle is still a decent place to live, it just ain't what it used to be, but the place is good for the creative minds who are willing to shape the world.

Anyways, after going past room 138 from my left, I stop walking and turn to my right to find room 139, with its engraved number on the wooden door, and... a huge carving of the head of a red rose that has red smoke seeping out of the outlines. Huh.

Sniff-sniff.

Strange, the whole entire door even smells like a rose. Aye, I don't have any guns on me, all I have is claws, my decent fighting skills, and my teeth, and I don't know what the hell could be behind THAT door, especially since that this room may look like a welcoming gift, but if anything, this can be trap, the door doesn't even have a lock neither as well, which is also odd since the other doors have locks but this one doesn't. But who cares? I'm Waves, I got this... I hope.

So, without hesitation, I walk straight up to the door and push it with my head, and the door easily opens with a small creek in the end. The door fully opens, and it reveals a wooden a small hallway with another door. My ears perk up by the sound of oldies playing on the other side of the hallway, the second most popular genre in these lands, while the number one popular genre is electro swing, and the third being punk rock, the list goes on.

I walk inside of the wooden hallway, then the door from behind me closes soon after I got inside, and the door in front of me swings itself open. Curiously, I walk through the opened door, and now I'm in a huge, luxurious, singular-built-in-living-room-kitchen-bathroom-bedroom. Basically, everything that I need all in one room! I ain't kidding neither, there's a big holographic screen, a couch made of concerte with pillows and blankets all over the couch, a metal fridge that's probably loaded with red and brown liquid, lanterns hanging on the roof sending off multiple blue hues, vines strangely growing on the sides of the wooden walls, a shower head in the corner of the room, and everything else just goes on, but it does look like paradise. However, I don't really like this room. Like, at all. I don't like any of this luxury bullshit, I ain't all about the high lives or middle lives, I'm more of a proud low life at best like back at Earth.

With a deep sigh, I walk on over to the concerte couch, hop on top of it, and instead of laying down to rest my body, I just sit down on my ass and look up at the holographic screen hovering against the wall, and I can see my own reflection in it. then I can see my own reflection. Though... when I squint my eyes at the screen, I strangely see two slim cats beside me, staring at me, just as I am staring at them from the screen in shock. I unsheathe my claws and quickly look over both of my shoulders, and I don't see either one of them.

I stand up and start sniffing the air while on alert, but I begin catching the scent of something sweet, warm, pleasing... mouthwatering... relaxing... holy shit I'm woozy like I drank a lotta brown liquid...

My body fails, and I collapse on the couch with my head against the pillows with a drowsily groan.

I soon start to see glimpses of four, blurry cats trotting towards me, my vision oblivious of knowing who they are, and I can't do anything but watch faintly.

"By Purliss, now THIS is zaddy Rose has mewed of that I've been yearning for! Old, strong, and hopefully good in bed!"

"This is Waves Young Waverly after all, Gladiolus. A hound dog with an origin no other dog has ever experienced..."

"The Alpha and Dearest told us to give him a proper welcoming, Rose, not... this."

"Don't worry my dear Peony, it'll wear off at some point, depending on his sex drive of course."

Wet coughing erupts out of my mouth in an effort to breathe, and I blink continuously as my body regain some of its energy back, and the powerful scent fades away from my nose, and my vision begins to become clearer. Properly now, I can see the four variety of cats standing in front of me, each with different heights, body sizes, and colored pelts.

The first cat to the very left has an orange pelt with red streaks on her large, muscular body. She also has a big, glowing red scar on her right eye, plus her red eyes speak fury, a possible barbarian cat.

The second cat next to the orange cat on the right has purple fur with some bright yellow spots all over her long and slim body such as her chest, backside, underbelly, and her head. She also dark blue violet eyes and slim, golden glasses with rectangular lenses. Strange, I've never seen an animal wearing glasses before.

The third cat next to the purple cat on the right has two separate red colorings on her slim body, as the left half of her body is a darkish red color, and the other half of her body is bright red. She also has a shiny, crimson red, spikey collar that matches her style. I'm assuming that she was the one who set the red rose mark on the wooden.

Then the fourth and last cat next to the rose cat has light pink fur that is strictly fluffy all around her small body, and believe me, she's fluffy like a damn cloud for all I care. She also has dark pink eyes, and a silver pendant around her neck.

But anyways, they're all staring at me in utter silence, eagerly waiting for me to bark. "...Can y'all leave?"

"Dayum!" The red cat gasped.

"What the fuck, Rose!" The orange cat suddenly hissed.

"The hell did I do, Gladiolus?" Rose hissed back, snapping her attention back to her, and the light pink cat look over at Gladiolus as well except for the purple cat, as she still keeps an eye on me with her blue violet eyes, but I shift my focus to the orange cat as well.

"You said you'll let me talk to him first because he loves blood and killing, but you lied and he talked to you first!"

Sudden anger grows inside of me because of the orange cat's choice of words. "Who the hell said I enjoy killing?" I snarled deeply, and the red, orange, and pink cat look back at me, their ears perked. "That ain't me no more, it's torturing at this point, killing to 'resolve' and protect to get rid of dogs that harm the innocent. It ain't working at all."

The purple cat purrs to announce herself. "At least you understand how slowly these lands are becoming without any real laws that can prevent major crimes from happening like today, as they've been spreading like wildfire."

"Ya don't say..." I muttered.

"Y'all are getting along well... lawful wise." Rose sighed in boredom, but her voice still stays soothing and light. "I'm Rose, orange cat is Gladiolus, purple cat is Iris, and pink cat is Peony. We're the Legenddesses of the Four Flowers. We're not exactly cats though, we're flowers."

I stare at Rose, dumbfounded. "...Like, y'all identify yourselves as flowers?"

"No." Rose mewed. "We ARE flowers, but we shapeshifted into cats so we can blend in. It's Motherly and Purliss's gift to us."

"Ahh... right..."

"Anyways darling-"

"DON'T, call me that." I snapped.

"Well shit, my bad!" Rose huffed. "We're here to greet you, not get you riled up... and also to test my roses since my sisters were DYING to identify the data of your sex drive, lust, and testosterone, and to no surprise they're all pretty high according to the way you were acting, only a mentally strong dog can handle my roses... excluding Dariuz and Shield of course. But in other words, your sex drive speaks all kinds of naughtiness. So naughty, all of my sisters have an interest on ya."

"Is that so...? Well, it's quite common for us male dogs, we've been taking advantage of, in a formal term, harems, to satisfy our needs from more than one Canis lupus. So really, nothing new."

"Nothing new?!" Gladiolus yowled in surprise as she leaps on top of the concerte couch to get in front of me, and I stood my ground as she looks up at me with determination, and I just kept smirking down at him. "No male cat was any better in harems I've been in! They were all weak, none couldn't handle me, and I was the most dominant overall!"

I break a small laugh. "I mean, they have small spikey dicks, no?

"No, they were decently big! But the problem were their bodies, they're too soft and fat back in Earth, and mine is strong and big that has your interests! But in this world, I wanted then wanted to try out dogs, but guess what?"

"Let's hear it..." I growled.

"They are also weak and soft, no muscles whatsoever! Except for Dariuz, but he isn't very kind, only evil is in his soul. However, when I heard of YOU from the news from that Lady Luzi, and when the photos were rolling around in Elusive for all of the dogs and cats to see, I just KNEW you were the one! You're perfectly purposefully built, despite your age you're still charming, and you were so berserk in court with no hesitation, I need me a man that can go berserk!"

"Berserk?" I barked with a bit of excitement in my tone, ignoring the fact that she basically called half of my kind frail, though I can't argue with that since that's technically true for SOME dogs. "That's a new word that will be added to my self-esteem, and I like it."

"Really?!" Gladiolus squeaked, but she immediately clears her throat. "I mean...you're welcome." She then turns away and hops off the couch with a whispery "yes" at the end while walking on over to Rose, who is going through my fridge, and Iris going through what seems to be a portable device... that looks a lot like a computer, but the holographic screen is infused where did that came from? Lastly, Peony, who has been staring at me for the longest, immediately looks away to look down at her pendant, and she twists and dangles it with one of her puny paws. Cats and their shyness... I ain't that easy.

But anyways, I watch over all the cats in the huge room in silence, and... I just wonder-

BLIIIING!

"The Big Bad Beagle!" A loud, male bark erupts my room, please head to the garage, you're needed!"

With a frown, I stretch on top of the couch before hopping off it, then I walk over to where I got inside of the room in the first place. "I'll be off then."

"Have fun." Rose mewed with a mouthful of food.

"Be safe." Iris purred.

"Kick some ass!" Gladiolus yowled with triumph.