 • HuffleStud • Knight of The Zodiac • Manly Beard-Grower • Cicatrice de Harry •
Rosco, got it. "Rosco! Come here, Rosco," Darej called out. There were barking in response but not audible enough to where it appeared he was retreating even more. Crawling under the desk did more against his robes than his dignity on a little pup outrunning him. "I see him, he's going for the other desk," He said hurriedly, pointing in the south direction. Now how did he handle this kind of issue before? From the time the bloodhounds went loose from their enclosure to dog training his own Borzoi.
Darej thought back for a moment and then it hit him, "Sookie, I think there's treats in one of the drawers at my desk," Nothing like bribery for tricks. "Hopefully, he's in the mood for bacon," Though he did have other flavors in there that would entice a Crup.
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