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“How are we going to get away?” Paisley asked her siblings, watching Thomas and Mary out of the corner of her eye. The shepherd and his wife were loading their truck for a trip into the nearest town, a visit they planned on using to try and track down the pups’ parents.

Of course, the pups were more than a little afraid that the well-intentioned couple would end up landing them in even more trouble than before. They didn’t understand everything they overheard during their time with Anita and her goons, or even everything Thomas and Mary discussed about their plight, but they knew enough to realize that calling attention to themsełves was a bad idea. Yet at the same time, they wanted to go home more than anything.

‘Are you sure we should?” Ryder asked, having second thoughts about their plan. “It’s really scary being on our own, and they might be able to finds Mommy and Daddy.”

Riley was already shaking her head, understanding her brother’s hesitance, but knowing they couldn’t give in to their fear. The first place they’re gonna go is to the p’lice.” She reminded him.

“But why’s that so bad?” Ryder wondered, they might not be likes the NightFang police.. they might be nice.”

“But the police answer to the king.” Parker declared. “And if we tells them who Mommy and Daddy are, they’l tell him.”

They’re right.” Paisley sighed, ‘Anita was gonna sell us to the King, that has to mean he’s bad.”

I just don’t see how running away again helps us.”

Ryder grumbled. “We don’t know where we are or how to gets home.”

Listen, every tiny bits of progress we make, is one step closer to home.” Riley encouraged. “We don’t haves to know the whole plan, just the next piece.”

“It’s like Daddy says,” Paisley nodded, when a problem seems too big, just takes it one step at a time .”

“I think this problem is too bigs even for baby steps.” Ryder frowned, watching Thomas and Mary finish loading the cart. “And it feels bad, they’ve been so nice to us.

They have.” Parker agreed. “But you know grown ups – they thinks they know everything. They’ll never let us search our way.

“I guess tha’s true.” Ryder conceded, he’d seen the way adults always seemed to trust other grown ups over children. His Mommy and Daddy were rare exceptions, but friends, teachers and strangers never seemed to trust that such little pups might know things they didn’t. “So how are we gonna do it?

I say we wait until their backs are turned and make a run fors it.” Paisley declared, as if that decided matters.

about a looky-loo.”

being part of a team than doing everything solo. She loved having other pups to share the fun with, but it was still an adjustment. Paisley wasn’t used to consulting and sharing ideas, usually she just made up her own mind and ran with whatever plan

you create a ‘straction to make someone look in one direction, while you set up a prank or run away.” Riley

‘straction, they won’t notice what you’ve done

much time as possible to rurn ‘afore they start

how do we

The vehicle’s cargo bed was piled high with raw goods, while the towing hitch was linked up to a llama-filled trailer. “We could dump out all the stuffs from the back.

Ryder frowned, we shouldn’ make a

to chase them, but it wouldn’t make a mess and we could make it seem

what if they can’t gets them all

lose, sides the llamas know the shepherd feeds them, they won’t

like it.”” Ryder praised, sporting an identical grin to

get to town, we lease the llamas and while

to their youngest sibling

and she sent one last remorseful glance towards their

Alta Montaña was awash with rogue llamas who, upon release, proved much more rambunctious – and far less loyal –

back of the trailer, quietly unbolting

Goddess!” Thomas exclaimed, shooting a worried glance towards the pups.

I’ll be right back!”

of the truck and darted away, taking refuge in a nearby alleyway. “I feel bád.” Paisley murmured as they

to be done.” Riley reminded her,

others followed the direction of her pointed finger, seeing Mary trotting back to the truck with a few police officers in tow. Immediately the detectives set

and chaotic scene, then spinning around and scanning the square for signs of the children. We have

smelly – to cover

bin.” Riley noted, wrinkling her nose with distaste as she inhaled the fetid

other pups could ponder hiding places or indeed – contemplate Riley’s unpleasant suggestion, a

are you hiding from?” The voice clearly belonged to a child. It was high and feminine, but while the young pups

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