Berkshire Shopping District

Where most of the stores in Hartford are located. These include small, family-owned stores as well as huge chain restaurants and supermarkets. Locals don't really like seeing stray dogs walking around here, and they'll be chased off on sight! Stores are located on the left and right with large parking lots and a large central street that branches off in several places.

Chico padded throygh the shopping district. There were sme humans giving him an evil eye but when they saw his collar they greeted him. "Look, there is the Celinos dog!" They would say and pat him and Jasmine. He finally reached the Resturant called Tony's dogs' macoroni. Tony, they manager greeted him with a friendly smile. Chico barked at him happily. "Well, we are here I guess." He told Jasmine.

Jasmine smiled as the human pat her. She stood next to Chico. "Wow."she said. There was already a few dogs inside.

Chico nodded. It was busier than usual. Tony lead them over to the table. He knew Chico from previous visits. "So what would ah Mr Celino like today? Dog spaghetti?" He asked. "That's when you bark." Chico told Jasmine. So he barked. "And for my ah best customer it is on the house! And the same for whatever thisa young lady orders." Tony said cheerfully. Chico just panted heavily in reply to the human.

"Why don't you pick."she smiled to Chico. Looking around, she saw some familiar faces and others were strangers to Jasmine. She wondered whether owners were even allowed to come in since there were no humans that looked like they were pet owners here, just waiters and waitresses. Jasmine looked to Tony and smiled.

Tony came back with a plate of his home-made spaghetti. "Made just for you." He said in his italian accent. "You know, my masters were both italian but moved to espania when they were pups. That's why my last name 'Celino' Is italian!" He told the female. He took a bite of spaghetti and sucked onto it. He saw that there was a beagle entering the resteraunt with a havanese. "Wow, you don't see havaneses everyday." He muttered. There was also a white akita sitting with a chocolate labrador and german shepherd. "This place is also really busy!"

"Is that so?"she smiled. "I was named Jasmine for the sweet scent I have."she said. "Yes. Quite busy."she said. Jasmine ate some of the pasta as well. "Yeah. Havanses are pretty rare in these parts."she said.

Chico thought for a moment. "To match your sweet personality?" He asked, taking a small mouthful of spaghetti. Tony came over a sprinkled some dog treats over the spaghetti and Chico barked with affection. Some other dogs started barking too. He watched the akita leave and a west highland terrier come in. "Well I guess it is kinda mobbed. I mean, this is the only dog resturant in the area! Anyway I was named Chico because namewise it means boy is spanish. And because it starts with C. They thought I was cheeky so C for cheeky." He told Jasmine.

Jasmine chuckled. She blushed as he said she had a sweet personality. "Thank you."she said. "Did they really call you cheeky?"she laughed. Jasmine gave a bark after Tony put dog treats on the spaghetti.

"They usually call me cheeky. I don't know why. Sometimes house-folk are weird that way. I once knew a labrador called Alfie and his owners nicknamed him Mr Wigglebum!" He chuckled. Alfie had been an old friend of his, a chocolate labrador. He lived in a big house on Cecil boulevard and is 7 months old. He enjoyed listening to his mishevious stories like how he once chewed up all the fake christmas snow. Apparently Alfie and his fellow labradors enjoy eating and chewing stuff up so when it happened a second time it was no suprise to him.

( Lol alfie is actually my dog. He did the same thing. He got a good ol' smack for that. And yes we call him Mr Wigglebum lol )

Jasmine laughed. She looked to the empty plate. "Are you full?"she asked. "I know I am."she smiled. Jasmine liked listening to these stories, time flew by fast.

Chico nodded. "Yup. Pretty much full. Wouldn't want to eat the remaining dog treat crumbs as the masters feed me when they get in. What are your masters like?" He asked. All the dogs were finished and chatting or leaving. He liked his chest and sat down, wagging his tail.

"Well, the one that put this dress on me is a yearling (teenager) She is sweet and kind, she always gives me treats and helps water the garden with me. The one that bought me is mistress, she is really busy all the time."she said. "The master is busy as well."she said. Jasmine smiled. "I take care of two of their pups."she said. "Getting their bottles and such."she finished. "That's all of them. I spend most of my time with the yearling."she said.

Chico nodded, interested. The spaghetti bowl was finished and the place was empty other than Tony singing some songs in italian. "Well, we've been here for a while. Maybe we should leave now." He sighed. "My masters will be worried. Apparently they are considering buying a kitten." He added on to that, groaning.

"Oh no..."she said. "Their quite a pain to deal with, but they can be cute sometimes."she said. "Still, they always cry for milk."she rolled her eyes. Giving Tony a grateful bark, she turned back. "Let's go."she said and went out the door.

-cecil boulevard-

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Chico nodded to Jasmine. Getting down from the seat he yawned. He started padding out of the resturant ignoring the human eyes staring down on him. He finally arrived home.

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Raj padded through the Shopping District his tail curled neatly over his back and his head held high. The cold stares he got only made him walk with more confidence and feel like he owned the place. He walked randomly and would cut short right in front of people making them fall and trip, a few would laugh others would scowl. Kids would point others would watch the large brute in awe. He smirked and turned walking into the store. He was taking a big ris but he did it anyways. He smiled and before anyone could react he stole a large piece of fresh meat that they had left lying. Never trust old Raj he thought as he ran off to the park, the large chicken in his mouth.

-Park

Nightingale walked up and sat down, she leaned against a old oak tree that was in a small eating area with a playground. watching the busy humans her brown eyes glittered, she was the largest dog she had ever met and she was rather proud of it. she listened intently and slightly curiously.

Sophie slowed her pace. Panting heavily,she followed the Great Dane's scent. She stopped and flopped down in her side. She laid on the tree,happy for it being there. The run from the pound was a bit far. She closed her eyes and rested her body. but she didn't fall asleep.

Midnight paced around in thought. 'I remember Mother telling me about the wolf packs called Clans, they were very ferocious it seems.' He accidently ran into tree, snapping himself out of his thoughts. 'How did I get here?' he wondered.

The black dog looked up and rolled her brown eyes, she gave a snap at the sheep dog thing that had followed her. she flicked her whipcord black tail and looked at this new dog who had appeared seemingly from nowhere. she raised her wrinkly brows and snorted. he looked like teh husky german shepard that had decidedto make a dog pack.

Midnight noticed a dog glaring at him. He walked over to her. 'Hey. Can you tell me where I am? I don't normally go near Two-legs, so I don't.' he said, smiling at the beautiful dog.

"the shopping district" she informed him icily, her brown eyes watching him with unease. she lashed her whip cord tail and stepped back abit the white stripe on her chest shining blaring white in the light. feeling hampered by the three dogs she turned and began strolling along.

'Hey..... I didn't do anything.Why are you so cold?' Midnight asked.

The black beauty of ice said "because life is cold hard and merciless". she turned and stared him down with her brown eyes. anyone hoping to defeat the wall of ice surrounding her heart and crack the hsell would have to be brave.