In the beginning, Harper had been slightly anxious about leaving Rex to his own, though the moment the shifter bounded away he brushed aside any trepidation. As long as Rex stayed within the park, he would be fine by himself. He deserved some time to stretch his legs at any rate. Harper's apartment didn't exactly provide adequate room for a Saint Bernard to roam freely.

It wasn't until Harper found himself alone that he realized he hadn't brought anything to amuse himself with. He hadn't really thought about grabbing a book or newspaper or something when he had taken Rex out, since he hadn't exactly planned at stopping at the park. Heaving a mental shrug, Harper wandered off down the path and preoccupied himself with the scenery.

He had been meandering the trails for a while--perhaps about 15 minutes or so by his internal clock--when the sound of playful yips and whines tugged at his attention. A little farther down the path he found two dogs pouncing about the grass. He smiled at the sight, particularly at the fact that Rex had found a proper playmate. He wasn't exactly the best candidate for roughhousing with a Saint Bernard.

"Hey buddy," he called as he neared, being careful not to approach too quickly for fear of scaring off the other dog.