Rescue Team - A Rescue Dog RP

Pixie noticed they actually wanted them to leave, she shover Radar and whisperd in his ear, "We should get going.. I think they want us to leave.."

"It's late, that's all," he said the Pixie, before turning to Light. "It's ohkay, I have to do rounds again. If you want to come with, go ahead."

Light stopped and turned, "Oh I'd love to!" she smiled ^^

"Alright then, let's let the wolves sleep. Come on then," He started padding off, hoping the other three would follow.

Light darted right behind him motioning the others to come along

Pixie followed Radar, who was behind Light.

Makya led them out of the compound and into the moonlit night, treading silently on the snow. He sniffed the air once, and then slipped between two compounds to stay more out of sight. He smelled bear.

Radar looked back, "let's go" he said.

A growling sound reached Makya's ears and he sped up the pace. He reached a corner and stopped, peaking around it. The sound came again from behind them. He turned towards Light.
"Keep a steady course and make it to the shadows between those two compounds. From there I'm sure Radar can lead you to the compound," he hesitated, "Stay there until I come for you. Stay. There." He stressed the last two words, but as the growling sound came, louder, he gave her one last pleading look and took off running, silent as ever.

"OK..." Light turned to Radar and Pixie, "Follow me!" She quickly ran as fast and as quietly as possible to the shadows of the next compound

"what?" Radar asked unwillingly dragging himself in lights direction.

"Hurry!" She said quietly

Radar quetly padded after her.

Once radar reached her she explained, "We smell a bear, and we heard it growl.."

"holy crap, i hate those things." Radar frowned

"You should...where is Pixie?!"

"she went back... why?" Radar frowned.

"Why what?"

"why are you asking?"

"OH, I thought I saw her still in the compound...now you lead to your kennel and I will follow you...hurry"

"okay..." radar still wasnt sure what was going on and hurried back to the kennels.

Makya sat in the shadow of a compound, perched on the great wall that surrounded the place. There were a few footholes the dog knew to get a better look. A large, brownish black figure was currently sniffing around the trees at the edge, making horrible growling sounds every once and a while. It seemed thinish and hungry, the especially dangerous kind. The husky remained silent, watching with crystal blue eyes.

"Dad?..." asked a voice below, and he turned to see Foster standing there, looking up at him curiously.
"Shhhh!" he whispered, pointing to the bear that she obviously couldn't see. But her outburst had made its way to the bear's ears, and it turned in his directiong and snuffed, barely audible. But blind dogs have exceptional hearing, and Foster's ears pricked.
"Sorry," she mouthed, and Makya whined as the bear began to lumber over to investigate. He crept back into the shadows more, sucking in his stomach, hoping the bear wouldn't smell anything over the human scent and snow.

Radar dashed in the snow, he was running back to the kennels as fast as he could. he heard a bear and started to run faster, not seeing the snow covered creek bed in front of him. he crashed into the snowdrift, sinking low into the white abyss. he howled in surprise, when he finally stopped moving he was covered in snow.

A black figure moved among the trees; trying to find the dogs. Bren was sent to protect them in case anything else was there, and as he saw Radar crash into the snowdrift adn sink below, he leapt out. Even if he didn't like dogs, he was asked to protect them by Foster and would do so. He started to dig, barking softly.
"Radar, Radar?" he called, barking in between.

Radar opend his snow covered eyes, "Am I dead?" he asked the shadow. He tried to scramble out of the soft snow, but he sank down lower.