Snow's head jerked from after hearing a howl with a voice he was very familiar with, Balto was howling, and he had never heard the wolfdog howl. He got up and quietly made his way out of the den, the pup wanted to see why the wolfdog had been howling.

It has been several months since I had seen papa last, and hearing him howl for the first time felt soothing. In the back of the cave I could hear Shinrock getting up as well, "I take it you'd want to see him after hearing that," said the alpha, "yes father," while I had taken to calling the old wolf a father figure ever since I was forced away from Nome, I only referred to him either by name, or just "father."

The wolf paced back into the den, "if you wish to go see him, then do it. Perhaps it'll make his day even better than it already is," Snow nodded before staring at the path he would have loved walking down again, the path to Nome, Alaska. Finally making an expression he hasn't made in a long time, a smile, he made started trotting down the long path.

Steele has been running ever since Balto had returned, the dogs in town would know he was a coward, and some might even be angry when that damn lobo told them what really happened. The malamute ran, and ran, and ran before he bumped into a small, furry object. Both him and the stranger he bumped into fell back, and he immediately heard growling.

I stared at the God. Damn. Mutt in front of me. This dog had made papa's life hell long before I was taken in, and he made a laugh at torturing and stealing food from the two of us. I wanted to rip his head off after slowly ripping him to shreds, "S-Snow! W-we can talk about this you, you see I-" I had stopped listening to him. I took a deep breath before head butting him hard enough to knock the wind out of him.

"I thought us dogs had a pretty simple life, as long as we had a full belly and weren't wounded, we were happy. You had it all, humans loved you, the dogs in town loved you, and you were the town's champion…" Steele opened his mouth to retort, "papa had nothing, he was lucky to get a single proper meal each month."

Steele started backing away, as if he could feel the year's worth of anger building and building inside of me. He's the reason why I was chased out of town, he was a coward at heart, and he deserved far more less than what he ever had, "you are fucking lucky I rather be the bigger dog. Now get out of my damn sight, or I'm going to chase you until I ripped your heart out,"" the malamute took the message and ran as fast as he could into the bushes.

Balto sighed as he sat on the beach, he was now the top dog, or wolf. Whatever the town referred to him now mattered not, he had it all… at least he wished he did. He stared at the full moon slowly set over the sea. His thoughts heard footsteps behind him, "Balto, what are you doing here? Everyone's partying in the boiler room," asked a familiar sweet voice, ""hey Jenna," ignoring her question, "Balto, I know something is on your mind."

The wolfdog sighed, it was as if Jenna could read his mind, "it just doesn't feel right. I saved the town, but it just feels like a part of me is missing," explained the wolfdog. Jenna laid her head on his shoulder, "Balto, you don't need to worry anymore, I'll be right here to help you."

The sight of Balto's boat made my tail wag like crazy, it felt good to see it after so long. I reared the trawler and heard a pair of voices, "it just doesn't feel right," I felt a shiver make its way down my spine, it was papa's voice. I could only assume the feminine voice was Jenna's voice, but that wasn't my main concern, so I sneaked as close as I could get without being seen, or heard by either canine.

Several minutes had passed since Snow had made it into his hiding place, and if the pup was going to make a move, it would be now. He tiptoed up to the couple, sat next to Balto's side, and licked the wolfdog's face.

I jumped when I felt a tongue caress my cheek, I looked down and I saw Snow sitting right next to me with hs puppy grin. I looked to Jenna who had been staring at the pup's sudden appearance, "hey papa," Snow had grown a fair amount in the time he has been missing, "hey Snow," I pulled him closer to me, and he laid his head on my shoulder.

After I had laid my head on papa's shoulder, I felt right at home. Having been deprived for him was the worst day of my life, and papa's expression told me he felt the same as I did on that day. Now we were together, I sighed before nesting deeper into him. That sleep was the best sleep of my life.

And that was the epilogue of A Pup and A Hybrid. Remastering may not be the most creative thing I could do, but seeing how many people liked Balto and the Purebred Husky made me feel as if I didn't do the story justice with(at the. time) my mediocre writing style.

On a side note, though I do hate to say it, this might be my last Balto story for awhile. I will be around to finish any collaborations, or I may update The Dog Alpha occasionally, but after writing Balto stories for a little over a year straight makes me want to spread my wings, and give a shot at something else.

And finally, thank you all for your support, and this is Steve(maybe for the last Balto story) signing out.