The Luna and her Quadruplet Pups by Jane Above Story

Chapter 126

3rd Person

“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.

or how about a looky-loo.” Riley

than doing everything solo. She loved having other pups to share the fun with,

looky-loo is when you create a ‘straction to make someone look in one

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

Ryder agreed, “we need as much time

so how do we

pups studied the truck, searching for inspiration. The vehicle’s cargo bed was piled high with raw goods, while the towing hitch was linked up to a

Ryder frowned, we shouldn’ make

Riley countered with a devious grin. “They would have to chase them, but it wouldn’t make a mess and we could make

fretted, what if they can’t gets

too big to lose, sides the llamas know the shepherd feeds them,

sporting an identical grin

get to town, we lease the llamas and

looking to

thought, and she sent one last

hours later, the small trading village of Alta Montaña was awash with rogue llamas who, upon release, proved much more rambunctious – and far less

snuck around to the back of the trailer, quietly unbolting the doors and pulling them open. She scampered back to the truck just in time

worried glance towards the pups.

I’ll be right back!”

down his flock, the mischievous pups slipped out of the truck and darted away, taking refuge in a nearby alleyway. “I

done.” Riley reminded

finger, seeing Mary trotting back to the truck with a few police officers in tow. Immediately the detectives set about helping Thomas, not

to realize what was happening, taking in the empty vehicle and chaotic scene, then spinning around and scanning the square for signs of the children. We have to

find something smelly – to

her nose with distaste as

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

child. It was high and feminine, but while the young pups always muddled a few

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