The barking seemed to escalate fast. It quickly became very loud.
It seemed my ears could really pick up these things. My ears seemed to work better than those humans, or maybe their hearing was just really bad. Either way, their hearing is not as good as ours.
Anyways, the barking was bothering the drivers. They screeched to a very sudden halt.
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The bunch of dogs vanished behind me. A few followed me. I gave them their orders.
“When the rest come, tell them to follow the gravel path back into the forest.”
They nodded, and then I slowly descended into the depths of the forest. The gravel rattled against my paw pads. I suddenly came to a halt. My ears twitched.
I laid Christine down on a pile of wet leaves.
Skrunch.
Skrunch, skrunch.
“I think they went this way.”
I peered over an dead log. It was the hunters from earlier, in their stupid overalls! How did they get here? They were covered in mud, dirty, and probably very tired. Their sleeping dart guns slung over their shoulder. They dragged along a huge cage.
“They said they were here!”
And I accidentally turned around. The slight rustle of wet leaves as I turned around.
WHAP!
Well, here we are. Trapped in a cage, heading back to where we all began from.
“That old lady tried to cook me once!†I shouted to the people who were carrying the cage. I was headed to the house where we first escaped from.
But no, they didn’t understand me or were just ignoring me. Either way, I was annoyed.
“Heh heh heh, we got a lot of dogs today! Come on, load them all into the car. We’re going to make a killing!â€
It was too late. I was going to be stuck in a tiny little room forever. In a tiny little cage. I mean, how’d I get in this position anyways?
And that’s when I heard the barking.
I never got to do this. I wanted to edit it. but I didn’t get to do it in time.
WHAP!
“I’m I dead?”
Darkness was all I could see. Was I even seeing?
“No, I’m not dead…”
The whisper of dogs were like they were just around the corner. I could not use any of my senses except hearing. No, I could smell them. But all I could hear wassoft voices. But I knew I was definitely not dead. What was it?
My huge eyes lightly flickered, I could catch in the corner of my eye was blurry outlines of four legged creatures. Big dogs probably, they were big dogs.
“He’s not dead, he’s breathing fine.”
Hey! I just realized! I was breathing! It seems like I was alive!
I had the breath knocked out of me. Wow, was I still alive?
We had to get out.
I was being dragged along. With Christine being held up by two dogs. I guess the Hunters were lost. For now.
As soon as I could stand up, I did. The other dogs stared at me in curiosity. I could see a brief clearing in front of me. I ran to it, fast. We ended up in a neighborhood.
I heard a brief bark, a yelp. A cry for a savior.
And then. I found myself, moving into the house where the sound was emanating from.
The yelling turned to screaming.
The screaming turned into shouting.
The shouting turned into the thumping of foots.
The humans were somewhere upstairs. You could clearly hear as the dogs quickly ran past or away from the beings. I paced myself upstairs, stopping once or twice to let a dog run downstairs chasing a squeeky ball that fell down the stairs. When I got up there, it was quite a sight to see.
A company of adults were chasing the excited dogs everywhere, and when they caught a scared dog, a few more would sweep the giant off his or her feet and the dog chase would begin again, resulting in more falling and tripping.
I scurried upstairs, the thump of the dogs against their cages echoing down to me. I heard many shouts from them, and they seemed to be wondering why the huge ruckus was all about. I came up to another huge room, this time with rows and rows of huge cages attached to the wall. The dogs whimpered inside. All of them seemed to be very scared. I examined their cages, and there were no levers or things on them, but to my left I saw a box attached to the wall, full of big red buttons. I pressed them all.
The sound of paws tapping the carpet filled the air, and 40-50 more dogs were released from tyranny. The sound seemed to stop though. The sound of panting now filled the air.
“What should we do?” They all shouted.
I thought for a moment. I didn’t know what to order them to do. The goal of saving my brother was still far away, and how would I do that? The sounds downstairs didn’t help, either. But I knew I would save my brother somehow. Time, I thought, time.
“Save the rest of the dogs in the neighbourhood. Meet in the entrance to the forest.”
I started to walk downstairs, then I came up with something.
“And tell them to save who they can. Spread the word.”
The water glistened off the lake, the water glimmered and shone. The huge pack of dogs waddled behind me, the crunch of the leaves filled the air as they followed me. (more…)
