There was only one thing for it; you needed to get to someplace safe, and the park wasn't it. Since this wolf worked with a human, maybe he'd help you. You gave a whistle, like you would if you'd been calling a dog.
The wolf turned his head, and pointed in your direction. "Someone's over there."
"Let me check it out," said the human officer. "If they're new, you might give them a heart attack."
"And if they're a Snack?"
"Tear their limbs off for me; I hate having to be Cloned after getting shot by them."
The wolf chuckled. "Alright." The wolf set the officer down.
Within a minute, the officer was within twenty feet of you, and he had a gun in his hands, pointed at you. "Hands up, and keep them up."
You had no problems complying with this.
"Anyone else here?"
"I don't know," you said.
The officer carefully approached you. "Was anyone else around a moment ago?"
"Some guys in armor," you said. "One had a brown uniform. The one shot at me."
"Those are Snacks, and you'd do well to keep away from them."
"Snacks?"
"They are our worse criminals, who are punished by getting Eaten and Cloned over and over," the officer said; he was now five feet from you. "Turn around, and put your hands behind your back."
"Why?" you ask, as you slowly turned around.
"Standard Procedure for people new to this world is to have a background check," the officer said. "If you check out fine, you'll get Registered, and Adopted by a Host Family."
"Host Family? Adopted?"
"A human can't just survive out here on their own; that bug blood on your pant leg should tell you that predators around here are on the large side."
"I guess that makes sense," you said. "And if I don't check out fine?"
"Depends on the crime you did," said the officer as he put a set of cuffs on you. "Might get eaten twenty times, might get eaten for an eternity."
"But, wouldn't getting eaten kill me?"
"Just the body you had at the time; that's where Cloning comes in hand," the officer said. "Everyone who's Registered gets Cloned upon an Unnatural Death, be it an accident, attempted murder, being torn to pieces by wild animals, or being digested." The officer gave a series of whistles, and you could feel heavy footsteps. "Let me do the talking; my partner can't hear you unless you have a mic-and-ears headset. Also, when he talks, cover your ears. Without protection, it's like being at the base of a Space Shuttle as it launches off."
The next thing you knew, you were scooped up in a large brown pad-covered hand.
"Get into a seated position," said the human officer.
You then watch the wolf officer walk up to the car, and open the door. Next thing you knew...
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