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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.

how about a looky-loo.”

yet familiar with all her siblings’ schemes. She was learning them as fast as she could, but it was very different 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

‘straction to make someone look in one direction, while you set up a

won’t notice what you’ve done until way

“we need as much time as

how do we

bed was piled high with raw goods, while the towing hitch was linked up to a llama-filled trailer. “We could dump out

frowned, we shouldn’ make

lease the liamas.” Riley countered with a devious grin. “They would have to chase them, but it wouldn’t make a mess and

fretted, what if they

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

like it.”” Ryder praised, sporting

to town, we lease the llamas and while

nodded, looking to their youngest sibling

she sent one last remorseful glance towards their rescuers before nodding as well. “Let’s do

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

around to the back of the trailer, quietly unbolting the doors and pulling them open. She scampered back to the truck just in time for the llamas to break free, pouring out of the back of the cart in a wooly tidal

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

I’ll be right back!”

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

to be done.” Riley

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

vehicle and chaotic scene, then spinning around and

find something smelly –

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

any of the other pups could ponder hiding places or indeed – contemplate Riley’s unpleasant suggestion, a voice sounded

young pups always muddled a few of their words, this being was clearly a

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