by S E A . breeze ~ » Thu Sep 20, 2012 4:20 am
"On my way, over." Mike said, turning onto an old abandoned dirt road that ran straight through the middle of the woods. He let out Chess. "Stand by," he said to the dog.
Chess hopped out onto the red dirt, but walked by his owner the entire time, following orders. He had his harness on, with it's hand loop so that the humans culd hold it if he was tugging to attack.
Nyra turned, lifted her nose to the wind. She smelled chloroform. "I got it, he used chloroform. She's out of it." Nyra said, running off towards where she smelled it. (She will stop when they get to where he got in the car.)