Criminal's Dog & Officers Dog (PsycheEcho and I)

[gabrielle.]

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two paths shall collide, though
they will suddenly merge to one. who shall
be involved? it is unknown. all we know is,
their paths werent meant to ever cross.

[gabrielle.]

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olympia. ly. female
2 years. a small, thick coa
ted australian shepherd.
scents of melted snow.
Running; ★★★☆☆
Hunting; ★★★★☆
Fighting; ★★☆☆☆
Leading;★☆☆☆☆
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ly is a classic aussie sheph
erd. with her mottled grey
and black back, her rich b
rown and russet markings
and her white underbelly,
she is a tail length away f
rom qualifying as a showd
og.
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+brave, +strong survival
skills, +modest, +conside
rate. -demanding, -distan
t, -skeptical, -easily bored.

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as a pup, ly was adopted by a very seemingly kind man. His name? Peter Blaine. He was
well known to be kind, mainly towards young children and ducks. To put it plainly, P
eter was extremely popular within his neighborhood. A kind soul. That quickly chan
ged though, as he soon became bankrupt. Olympia, being a rather naive pup, hadnt
even noticed, though she did know that something had changed. his moods had dro
pped and consistently stayed fairly low, he was always stressed and anxious over th
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[gabrielle.]

Snow pooled at a houses door, piling up near the stairs. On the stairs lay a shivering australian shepherd, her coat a fair bit matted with dried chunks of snow. She looked a fair bit like a stray, though the collar around her neck indicated otherwise. Inside the old, dull house sat an elderly man, his hands clasped around an envelope. Hidden away in the envelope was a hefty bill, stating how if he wasnt to pay for the electricity in the next fortnight he'd be kicked from the home and put in debt. Still shivering, the female dog known as Olympia tiredly scratched at the back door, her legs shaking as the air grew thick with cold. Her owner, Peter Blaine, ignored her whimpers, shrugging it off as her being whiny.

As ice began to prick at her paw pads, Ly let out a series of loud barks, desperation in her voice. Both herself and Peter didnt entirely understand why she was outside, she thought it must've been punishment for something but Peter thought otherwise. He had left her outside as a reward, so she could roll around in the snow. He hadnt always been such a scatter-brained man, but the bills continuously piled up and he had been doing more and more things to get the money. One of his newer ways to get the money was to do more criminal like things, straying further and further from being legal. He had began to beg for money, posing as a homeless man, in some instances he sold things he had stolen from shops and others he had stolen from garage sales. When he grew more and more desperate he leaned towards robbery, and that thought was still strong in his mind.

[gabrielle.]

Boredom scraped at the pits of Ly's stomach as she scratched the wooden door, whining lightly. Her paws had soon gotten used to the prickling, icy cold stinging sensation that the snow had forced upon her. With all of her effort, Olympia got to her stiff paws, her nails scratching against the concrete stairs as she did so. Grunting under her breath, the small Australian Shepherd slowly hobbled down the staircase, her paws and the tip of her tail numbing. Snow crushed underfoot, turning to mush as memories overwhelmed her. Ly could remember when she was a mere pup and her owner, Peter, had been a far better man. She never understood how a man could change so much, but Mr. Blaine had and she wasnt in control over it. He had once been a kind, loving man who would take any moment out of his day to give Olympia a rush of joy, though he had changed to a stressed and angry man with a short fuse.

Occasionally Ly was a fair bit angry with him. If he couldnt handle having a dog he shouldnt have one, she thought. In fact, he had been worrying her more and more each day due to him bringing home metal things scenting of led, and the fact that each day more vehicles with flashing lights stuck to their roofs would come and take him away for a while, and would put her with a vet. Perhaps all the stress was wearing him away, that was the only reason she could think of.

Continuing to hobble forwards, Olympia approached her beaten down kennel, curling into it with walls brushing against her thick coat. She closed her eyes, sadness and neglect weighing her tail down more then it usually would've been. As she prepared herself for sleep, the tricolored female bit back a whine when snowflakes pierced at her tender pawpads, yet again building up around the place her legs stuck out from the 'den'. "I hate this life." She whined, nearly silently.

[gabrielle.]

Before she could even react, Olympia witnessed her owner swing open the entrance to his home with two suitcases in his hands, one significantly smaller then the others. Perking her ears, the dame squeezed herself from the rusted dog kennel, her tail wagging warily. Peter roughly placed a harness onto her frame, leading her to his car quickly. Ly couldnt entirely understand what was going on, but his scent of stress told her to follow him.

Worry dragged her tail down as she was thrown into the four-doored car, his suitcases placed by her side. Tilting her ears, Olympia couldnt help but flinch lightly as Peter slammed the door shut before running back to the front seat of the car, his hands slipping around the steering wheel.

Letting out a bark, the shepherd crawled into the front seat, whines of concern rumbling from her throat, though she didnt even try to stop them from coming out. Her owner just continued on his own, speeding out from their driveway before placing a phone to his ear. As he spoke, his eyes grew colder and angrier with each word, the volume from both ends of the phone increasing. It eventually grew too loud for her liking as Ly began to crawl back into the back seat, small barks leaving her jaws as she did so. Peter hung up the phone with a huff.

After only moments of twisting around back-roads, the two merged onto a highway, Peter's nails hitting the steering wheel in a fidgeting way filling the car. Olympia was confused, she didnt understand what was going on, but by the way her owner continuously looked at his side mirrors told her something was happening. -And it wasnt a good something, either. Nervously licking her muzzle, Ly tilted her head at her owner, letting out a bark of question. "Whats going on?" Though she knew he couldnt understand her, she half expected an immediate response, though all she got was a stern growl from Peter, presumably telling her to shut up. In his mind, he was running from something, trying to avoid being caught for a crime which was linked back to him.

He had stolen too much and the bank had tracked him down, contacting the police. Knowing he had to run away or be faced with jail-time, he had chosen the easier though more worrisome path. Huffing, Olympia rested her head on her paws, shutting her eyes as snow piled onto the windows. At least she was warm now.