song of the shepherd's dog.

[crashlikethunder]

While out buying cigarettes, Luke Glanton is intercepted. He was on his way back to his building already, smoking the first from the pack as he walked, when a big ass dog came out of nowhere and started scratching at his feet. He always liked dogs, and would have killed for one of his own as a kid. If he was lucky, the foster family he was staying with at the time would already have one, but otherwise, he was shit out of luck. Then he got older, joined a traveling carnival, and hauling a dog across state lines just didn't seem fair, especially when the dog wouldn't be allowed out at nights when Luke was performing and carnival goers filled every last square inch of the grounds. Now, he smirks down at the one that just ran up to him, holding the cigarette up over his head as he kneels down to pet it. He — definitely a he, Luke confirms — looks taken care of, and curiously, Luke looks around for the owner.