Kano was quick to join in the tackle, taking one of the prey's legs and pinning it down over the other. Others joined in on the other legs and getting on top of the quarry to hold it down...
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The newcomer leads the group past the few cars in town towards the post office. Luckily, there was still a place to tie up the horse, and he did so. He turned to his canine companion and said "Stay here," more like a suggestion rather than a command, and entered the building.
The postman was inside behind the counter when he saw the newcomer. "Good morning, sir. You must be new in town. How may I help you?"
The man approached the counter, and pulled out what looks like a badge from underneath his coat. "I'm Jared Spires, United States Marshall. I've been transferred here to do some work. I should have some packages here waiting for me?"
"I believe so, Marshall. I remember nearly everyone's names here in town, and yours was the only one I never heard of until now. I'll go get them."
"Thank you. I would also like to know where the sheriff's officer might be."
"I'd be glad to help! The sheriff is just down this road to the end where it splits into a T. You can't miss it. Ah, here it is!"
Jared accepted a brown paper-wrapped package, signing the postman's clipboard, and then proceeded to open it. Inside was a small stack of paper, on top of three smaller boxes. He took a piece of paper from the top of the stack an examined it. "Do you mind if I post this here on your wall?"
"Not at all. It's not one of those wanted posters, is it? We don't get much crime around here."
"I'm afraid so. We've been chasing this particular one straight from the States, and we're certain he ran to this territory." Jared places the wanted poster upon the wall.
"His crimes serious?"
"He murdered two families in Montana, and a local Washington deputy just before crossing the border. Canadian authorities haven't gotten him yet, so he must've made it here."
"I hope you catch him fast, Marshall."
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Meanwhile, the canine traveler was sitting quietly, when Kain's family had rounded the corner near where he was sitting. Young Ken's eyes widened as he got excited. "Balto!" His parents were quick to respond. "No, Ken. That's not Balto. Let's walk on by and leave him alone."
The canine watched, nonchalant and uncaring at the humans, but his eyes fell upon Kain's glare. The canines passed each other, and they both snorted with disgust at each other as they parted ways...
