She stopped running when her legs gave out. She crashed to the ground in a small 구름, 클라우드 of dust and 잔디 and simply laid there, sobbing. She stayed there for well over half an hour, and when she had finished, she didn't feel any better.

Filled with a sudden rage that she couldn't control, Mittens turned to find out where she was, and to see if there was possibly anything she could destroy. She was in an alley, surrounded 의해 cardboard boxes, rusted oil drums, and a junked car. Her eyes lit upon the boxes and she pounced on them, biting and tearing them to shreds. Having been declawed, her paws weren't much use other than holding down the corrugated cardboard to sink her teeth into.

After destroying quite a few boxes, and surrounding herself with mounds of the shredded material, Mittens finally stopped. The rampage of destruction had left her feeling at least a little better, but still angry. She turned to head home, but stopped when a voice behind her called her name.

Surprised, but determined to hide it, the feline turned to face the newcomer. It was a wolf, a light furred, blue-eyed 늑대 with a pleasant expression on her face.
"Who the hell are you?" Mittens demanded.
The she-wolf shrugged off the insolence without pausing.
"It is not I who matters, but you," she said cryptically.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Mittens growled.
The 늑대 paused, as if to consider the question.
After a moment, she went on.
"Shouldn't 당신 be at home, Mittens?" she asked kindly.
"Don't talk to me like 당신 know me!" Mittens yelled. "Don't 당신 dare!"
"What is troubling you?"
"None of your business."
"Keeping it bottled inside does nothing but harm."
Mittens snorted.
"What do 당신 want?" she spat.
"The 질문 is not what I want, it is what 당신 want."
For the first time, Mittens took the time to really look at whom she was talking to. The 늑대 was small for a wolf, but still larger than she was. Her ears were erect, displaying confidence. Her eyes were a deep shade of blue, and in them Mittens could see someone who was comfortable in their own skin.
She relented, deciding to talk to this strange wolf.
"Well, 당신 see, at my home, there's this dog... His name is Bolt, and I'm in 사랑 with him."
The she-wolf looked interested.
"What caused this?" she asked.
"It's a long story..." Mittens said vaguely.
Another look into the wolf's eyes was enough to have her spilling the entire story.
"-so, 당신 see, he doesn't want me. I mean, he's got no one else... What harm could at least trying do?"
"You said 당신 wanted to be a dog?" the 늑대 inquired.
Mittens nodded.
"Does having him really mean that much to you?"
Another nod.
"What would 당신 be willing to do for it?"
She looked up. "Anything," she whispered hoarsely.
The she-wolf considered this.
"I shall make 당신 a deal."
The cat's gaze locked onto the 늑대 with a determination that could not be broken.
"I will turn 당신 into a dog on three conditions. First, I shall take your voice. Second, 당신 may not tell him who 당신 are, though he is allowed to figure it out. Third, if 당신 want your voice back, he must fall in 사랑 with 당신 within three days, starting from the time 당신 wake up tomorrow morning."
"Deal." Mittens uttered that word with a sense of finality and resolve.
"Then it is done."
The female 늑대 stretched out her paw and touched Mittens on the 상단, 맨 위로 of the head. The instant contact was made, Mittens' eyes rolled backwards into her head and she dropped where she stood, unconscious before she hit the ground.