Bonnie

The small collie dragged herself into the land. She lay down 10 feet away from the house. She was black,tan,and white but mostly black. She had been born and raised abused. She wasnt looking for anything, just stopped here on accident. She was only a year. She had been raised to obey every command. If she didnt do it, she was kicked, smacked, hit, or whipped.

John & Timber

A lean border collie came sauntering around the side of the house, head and tail low. He had searched long and hard for his beloved Shimmer, but hadn't found her. She returned for a short while not too long ago, but his hopes were quickly dashed when she dissapeared again. He feared she was dead; killed by wolves or humans. Timber stopped in his tracks and lifted his head, suddenly noticing the tri-colored collie so near the house. Cautiously, the collie approached her and nudged her, "Are you alright?"

Also coming from around the same side of the house was a teenage boy, the son of the husband and wife who owned the Ranch. John ran across the snowy ground and stopped near Bonnie, "It's another one! She doesn't look in good shape..." The teen reached down to touch the dog's head. Timber looked up wistfully at his young master, not understanding any of the words. He could, however, hear the surprised and concerned tone in John's voice.

Bonnie

Bonnie looked up and thumped her tail once. Pain shot through her body like a bullet.

Becca

Becca heard sounds from her spot under the porch where she had been resting. Her head shot up at the sound of the two and a weak tail thump that vibrated through the ground. She dashed out from under the porch on the other side of John and whimpered sticking her nose to Bonnies nose and licked Bonnies nose in concern.

John & Timber

John was glad to see that at least Bonnie was friendly. Also, it didn't seem like she had an owner. In any case, he was more than willing to try and make a pet out of her, or perhaps a flock dog like Timber and Becca. He knelt down more and let his hand pass over her, trying to find out if she was injured in anway.

Timber gave his tail a small wave when he saw Becca. "Mother greeted another collie not too long ago. They're in the house right now." he told her before looking to Bonnie, "Where did you come from? Do you have a home?" Like John, Timber was eager to have more company at the Ranch. Since the death of his siblings and dissapearance of several others, he was very stricken with loneliness.

Bonnie

Bonnie strugled to get up but managed. She licked becca back to say she was feeling a little better than she did when she was thrown out. She walked over to the other dogs. Raised as a puppy, she was perfectly trained in a short time then thrown out. She wagged her tail slowly. She shook her head to answer Timbers question.

John & Timber

John concluded that she she wasn't hurt bad, if any at all. He could tell that she had obviously had been owned, but he could conclude little else unless he worked with her more. The teen walked away suddenly, then soon returned with a bowl of dog food and set it down in front of Bonnie. John had learned that food was a good way to start when trying to win over a dog's trust.

Timber waved his tail a bit, "Would you like to stay here? There will be plenty to keep you company! And all the food you'd want."

Becca

"Yeah its really great here." She was about to say something else when herh ead shot up her floppy ears as errect as possible she looked at the cow pasture." the cows.." Somethign was in the cow pasture, most likley more wolf slime, she was off dashing towards the long grasses of the cow pasture lowered to the ground for speed.

Timber

His ears perked right up, or as 'up' as they could go, "Please excuse me, there's something we must take care of." he bowed his head to Bonnie as a look mixed between hatered and concern flashed through his eyes. Soon, the collie was dashing off after Becca.

Bonnie

Bonnie looked at them with questioning look on her face. She turned to John and her face just said "Cows?" She had never seen or heard of a cow.

John

He looked up, watching the other two run off. He knew just where they were going and why; he had worked with his dogs enough to know many things. It made him worry a bit, but the teen quickly focused his attention on Bonnie once more. He smiled down at her, seeing the way she looked up quizzically at him. Although he didn't know what might be going through her mind, he could tell she was curious about something.

"Why don't I show you around? See if you're use to any of this stuff." John said aloud, not knowing if Bonnie had ever worked on a ranch before. In any case, he was interested to see how she might react to things. John began to walk towards the Barn. He patted the side of his leg and gave a whistle to the collie, seeing if she knew that command and would follow him.

Bonnie

Bonnie heard the whistle and walked over, sitting obediently by his side. She knew chickens, sheep horses, a lot of animals, but cows?Shed never heard nor seen them.

John

He was quite pleased to see that she knew the command, and gave her a pat on the head to show it. Now he headed towards the Barn where he'd see if she could work around horses and such.