Sean

A truck drove up the dirt road and stopped in front of the house. A woman got out and wrote a note on a piece of paper. She taped it onto the door. It read:

I brought your dog back.

Then she walked back to the truck and opened the back gate. A 225 pound King Hound leapt out and ran through the yard. The woman got back into the truck and drove away.

"Where have you been?" Asked Amber, still keeping an eye out for danger. "Bonnie left me with her friend until she could get settled in the new home." Sean replied. Amber shook her head. "Bonnie was just attacked by some gangsters. Her new friend took her to the hospital. She wants us to guard the house." Sean's eyes widened, but he soon narrowed them and snarled. "I will kill them if they dare step foot on Bonnie's territory!" The King Hound growled. Amber smiled. "That's just the personality Bonnie wants you to have. You'd make her proud."

Ethan & Harthrou

He was still fretting over Bonnie, but he would at least honor her requestions and be sure that her pets were alright. And be sure that her house was safe when she returned to it.

Moving slowly as he entered the yard, Ethan began to scan the area for the pets, clicking his tonuge and calling out to attract their attention.

Harthrou was thrilled to see his master again, and cantered happily towards the tall man. "Ethan, you're back!" Harth nickered, pausined just inches from the human as he nudged his shoulder. Ethan spared Harth a quick pat on the nose.

Ethan & Harthrou

In the distance, the howl of Stave and Dip caught Harth's attention. They were under attack! The stallion pinned his ears back and snorted, tossing his head in a nervous fasion as he looked in the direction of Ethan's house.

"Harth, what's the matter? Is someone out there?" Ethan questioned, picking up on the stallion's anxiety. Harth was a very sound horse, who didn't easily spoke about things. If he was acting nervous, Ethan knew there was danger. "Who's out there?" The man called, reaching for his pistol.

Harth snorted and pawed the ground, before giving Ethan a harsh shove on his shoulder. "The hounds are calling, Ethan! They are under assault!" He knew his words wouldn't be understood, but he could at least convey his actions to the two-legger.

"Easy Harth, easy." Ethan said, quickly climbing into the saddle. Now he could hear the how of Dip, as well as the call of foreign canines. The packs had found something major. Ethan didn't want to leave Bonnie's pets, but he had no choice. He spurred Harth into a run for his home.