Ymiden 60th, Arc 721
Botany's baying seemed to sound for miles, as he caught scent of something strange. Woe had never seen him react in such a way. He'd seen him react adversely to Tunawa, to Naerrik, and even to the Creep of Quacia. But never had he seen him so excited and agitated as he was at that moment, running through the woods, barrelling through the thick trunks of phoenix trees. Toutouye was enjoying himself far too much, mimicking the dog's movements along the ground, running more or less on all fours himself, as Iago rolled his eyes, strolling along side, a little behind Woe himself.
"Come Iago. Don't dawdle, I've never seen him so excited!" Woe shouted, trying to keep pace with his dog but failing. He would follow his trail if need be, but the dog's baying made that point moot.
Iago groaned as he stepped to, trying to keep pace with his much older father, "What's the point? He's probably found another one of those tree people, and then..."
"That may be, but it's no excuse to let him run rampant. Those tree people are still people, with all the rights we have. Which means I'd be liable if something happened to it on account of Botany."
So saying, Woe rushed after his Quacian Bloodhound, who'd caught scent of a most unusual blood-type.
Botany huffed at the air, reveling in a new scent he'd never experienced before. It was like blood, only hot, fire blood, if such a thing could be believed. Something in the Quacian Bloodhound thrilled to it, as his alpha and his alpha's pups followed closely behind. His long, lanky gray limbs pounded the dirt beneath him as he picked up the speed, now breaking away from his alpha and the rest of the pack.
Before long, he had the scent of the fire blood. He would be upon them in moments, and then? Well Botany didn't know, but it would be exciting to have a new scent!
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