Some human thought it'd be cool to mix a beagle with a wolf. I'm the result. I do have a better nose for tracking prey and other pack members then the rest of the current pack though at least which is cool. Before I was rescued by a small group of wild life rehab humans with a heart of gold, I had the job of tracking my own kind in the wild back in the days. I tracked them down just so they would end up in the fighting ring sadly. I always had a hard time emotionally as a result and would sometimes lead the humans the opposite way just to bide the foxes and wolves some time to hopefully get away far enough in time before my humans used their shock collar on me for not getting an accurate scent trail. I still bay in my sleep but its never out of happiness like most beagles, instead its out of the guilt and pain I went through back when I was just a pup myself having to do such awful things. I never entered a fighting ring and didn't have to in order to know what atrocious things were taking place inside and how many died because of me. I don't know if I'll ever be able to forgive myself for the crimes against my fellow canines that I committed. I am terrified by the very idea of wearing a collar to this very day as a result of my past along with the howl and baying I do when I sleep. The rehab humans quickly learned my phobia of collars and only use a slip leash with me as a result of my Canine PTSD. They are also very understanding of my behavior when I do snap or lash out at them when I am leashed due to painful flashbacks and my fear of the shock collar.
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