Second Chances: Chapter 3

About a week had passed since Katie had been taken into Nome. In that time, Katie had gotten to know most of the dogs in Nome She had also gotten to know Balto, the town’s here. After the two had gotten to know each other, ad after the two told each other their respective stories, Balto agreed to keep Steele away from Katie should he return to Nome.
Meanwhile in the outskirts of Nome wandered another black dog, this one a malamute with blue eyes. His fur was rough and scruffy, obviously from wandering in the wild for years. He had just came across the town and was looking for a sign displaying the town’s name. He soon came across such a sign and read it as “Nome”.
“Nome…I’ve had some good times here…” reminisced the black dog. “…hopefully they’ve forgotten about that dark moment...hopefully, they can at least forgive me”
The dog continued walking until he saw another black dog, a female, who looked quite like himself, but this one with brown eyes. The male black dog recognized the other dog and called out her name.
“Katie, Katie!” he yelled, hoping she would recognize him. Katie did, but she didn’t respond in the way he had hoped for. Instead, Katie took off running, and as a result, the male ran after her.
Katie was running as fast as she could, with where she wanted to head in mind. She ran until she came across a house near the other edges of the town, and immediately ran inside.
“Balto, Balto!” called Katie. “Are you here?” Balto was inside, along with his mate Jenna.
“What is it Katie?” inquired Balto.
“It‘s…it’s…” stammered Katie, trying to catch her breath. “…it’s Steele. I saw him.”
“Oh boy…” commented Jenna, predicting the upcoming situation.
“Oh my…”  responded Balto. “Where did you see him?”
“Near the outskirts on the other side of town,” answered Katie. “He saw me and took after me.”
“Well I think it’s best that I stay by you for the next couple of hours,” said Balto.
“Same here” replied Katie.
Steele was back to wandering around the outer portions of Nome, still in search of Katie. He had began to wonder where she had gone to when  he saw her again. He tried to ran up to her, but instead, Steele received another unpleasant surprise, this one in the form of a certain brown wolf dog.
“Stay away from her,” commanded Balto.
“Huh...what?” said Steele, confused at the situation.
“I don’t want to see you, Dad,” said Katie.
“So stay away from her now,” demanded Balto, now growling.
“But you don’t get it,” tried to explain Steele.
“What don’t you get about go away,” retorted Balto.
“But I only want to see my daughter,” said Steele.
“Don’t go near her,” said Balto, who then jumped at Steele.
“I don’t want to fight you,” explained Steele.
“Go away, or else I’ll fight you,” threatened Balto.
Now Steele found himself in a predicament.  It was either he go away and lose a chance at seeing is daughter, or face fighting this brown wolf dog. However, it didn’t take long for him to come to a decision.
“No…” answered Steele. “I’m not letting you get in my way.” Steele then ran towards Katie, much to her dismay.
“You’re going to regret that,” said Balto,  who then grabbed Steele’s tail.
“Ow!” yelped Steele.
“I warned you!” yelled Balto, who then went for Steele’s leg.
“Stop it!” yelled Steele.
Steele had had enough of the wolf dog. The fact that he was keeping him away from his daughter was making Steele angry, but he didn’t want to fight at the time, nor was he in the condition to. However, Steele decided that he wasn’t going to let the wolf dog get in the way of his daughter, so he tackled Balto down. This in turn only led to Balto knocking Steele off and  going for his front arm.  Steele then decided that it wasn’t worth fighting the wolf dog.
“Okay, okay!” yelled Steele. “I’ll just go now, okay?:”
“And just go,” responded  Balto.
Steele then ran off, until Katie and the brown wolf dog were out of his sight.
“Thanks Balto,“ said Katie.
“”No problem,“ replied Balto.
Steele continued running for a few minutes until he decided to stop. He then turned around and looked at the trail he had left behind. Upon looking at the trail, Steele began to think about the scene that had just taken place. The wolf dog he had just fought with seemed familiar to him. His fur, eyes and voice all too familiar. Thinking further on the wolf dog, Steele though that the wolf dog seemed familiar to him, familiar as an old foe of his, a foe of the name of Balto. Upon further thinking, Steele soon made the connection between Balto, his old foe, and the wolf dog he lost to today.
“Balto,” said Steele. “That little son of a wolf,  I’m going to kill him for getting between me and my daughter.”