"Either you're made into a hellhound after death, or you're born a hellhound from two already existing ones. I… was made." His ears drooped even more. He hated what he had been during life, and there was no way to make up for it during death.
"I–" Trinity began, but she cut herself off quickly. Not yet. She covered quickly. "I'm sorry…"
"Don't be. It was my choice–my mistake." He flicked his ear as a bug flew by.
Trinity shivered again. She was dry, but a slight breeze made her skin feel incredibly cold. "Oh… i-is it g-getting colder t-too you?"
He lifted his head, testing the air. "You should get some shelter. The wind is picking up and it'll only get colder." He refrained from offering his house or his own body heat.
"Wh-Where?" she asked worriedly. She didn't ask because she was expecting him to offer, she asked because she genuinely had no clue of where to go. She didn't have any belongings, any home, or any clue of what city she was even in.
Fenris's tail twitched. "There's an abandoned house I can take you to. It used to belong to a family, but they moved away." Lie. It was his. But he was afraid the poor angel would want nothing more with him.
"H-How far is it?" Trinity asked. She rubbed her arms furiously with her hands to warm herself up.
"I'll take you. You can hitch a ride if you want–faster and warmer." He stood to his full height, looking down at her. The concrete beneath his paws steamed slightly.
"Y-Yes please," she said softly. The rain had died down, it was more of a mist now, and the wind had picked up just a bit more.
He lowered his front half so that she could get on easier. "Hop on and hold on tight."
Trinity climbed on and did as she was told. He was really warm!
He stood once again and started off with a trot, letting her get settled before taking off at full speed. "Feel free to hold my neck–you won't choke me." How he had ended up helping a lost angel was beyond him, but he was glad that he had this small opportunity for a sliver of redemption.
Trinity yelped and held tight to him. She squinted against the wind so she could attempt to see.
Fenris ran through the city towards his house. He tried to stay out of the rain as much as possible, but it was difficult.
Trinity tried to keep track of where he was going, but it was no use.
He eventually reached his destination. It was a two-story house with an old garden with plants that were long gone by now. It wasn't fancy or anything, but it was decent. "We're here," he said, swinging his head around to look at the angel on his back.