Lark
Making a face as Wilson licked his face he sighed and glared down at him. "If you want to keep your tongue in your head I suggest you never do that again." Shaking out his ruffled fur he noted another wolf pup Omen hadn't approached yet and twitched his ears, "Omen, we need to get going. We're just going to have to grab the pups and go. Just use your empathy, they're pups, easy to keep calm."
Omen
Knowing Lark was right he sighed, "I'm sorry, I don't mean to frighten you. I know you don't understand but we need to get you out of here..." Omen gently grabbed the wolf pup by the scruff and flicked his ears towards the vent they had used to enter in. Using his empathy for a moment he sent calming waves of energy through the free wolves, prompting them to be quiet. He hated using his powers to control others but they had to move quickly and these wolves didn't seem to get it.
Lark
"Follow me, once your paws hit the dirt run. We're not safe until we're off the compound. There's a gap under the fence once you reach it. You may stay and live your lives in torture or go out there and live for yourselves." Reaching the last wolf pup he grabbed her by the scruff and trotted towards the vent, gently nosing it open and slipping up through it.
Omen would be the last through it.
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Lark: Wilson, Pedigree
Omen: Winter, Everyone
Lark: Everyone, Pedigree
(I will be doing small logs like this just so you all know who Omen and Lark are talking to/interacting with. It goes in order.)
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