Nicole/Fox

Nicole carried Rowdie into the building with a few towels wrapped around the canine. She ran to the counter and spoke to the lady. "I...I need help. This dog is dying." She said, trying to catch her breath.

Fox, always faithful to his master, stayed by her side.

Rowdie

Rowdie heard the word "Dying" she tried to look down to Fox but winced in pain when she tried to turn her neck, so she just called down to him. "Fox? Am I going to die?"

Fox

Fox looked up at Rowdie. "You're not going to die. My master won't let anything happen to you." He replied.

Rowdie

Rowdie closed her eyes "then why did she say that I was dying?" she asked.

Fox

Fox sighed. "She just does that sometimes. She has a way of exaggerating." He informed. "Don't worry. You'll be fine."

Rowdie

Rowdie suddenly jumped up "there is somthing wrong at the house" she barked as she weakly ran out of the clinic. A trail of blood following after her.