"Let them go." A growl resounded behind Dogaressa. Her ears twitched as she turned around, her teeth bared. Doggo did the same thing. Frisk let in a breath of cold, fresh air as they looked at the one who spoke.
It was Dogamy. He towered above the dogs, who were on all fours. He held an axe in his paws and he let out warning snarls. However, unlike the dogs, his eyes were still human-like. He still had compassion. He was just fighting for Frisk. In a way, it made Frisk feel loved. On the other hand, Dogamy was outnumbered two to one and more could be on his way.
"Dogamy. You traitor!" Dogaressa lashed out as she took slow steps toward Dogamy. As she said this, Dogamy flinched.
"Dogaressa, my wife. Doggo, my pal. What has happened to you two?" He asked a rhetorical question, fully knowing what had happened to them.
"We've been hunting. Hunting for the cure," Dogaressa replied, with anger all over her face.
"Which you stole from us, and now you're trying to keep another human for yourself!" Doggo accused, before getting up onto two legs so that he looked bigger. Frisk turned to Dogamy in confusion, who simply returned the gaze with a guilty look before returning his attention onto the dogs.
"You don't want to do this. Once you cure yourself, you'll go mad. Mad with guilt!" He tried to reason.
"Liar!" She howled. "And to think I cared about you enough to marry you. It makes me laugh!"
Dogamy let out a hurt whine, seemingly unintentionally. In this short moment of weakness, Doggo dashed up to Dogamy and bit him around the neck, causing him to drop the axe. Dogamy let out a yelp of pain and used his paws to swipe up Doggo's torso. Doggo jumped back and looked down at a new scratch across his belly and chest. As it started to turn red, he growled.
Meanwhile, Dogamy held onto his new neck wound when Dogaressa pulled him onto the ground by the leg. Doggo joined in the fun by scratching his torso, just like Dogamy did to him. Dogamy fought back, finally getting up and taking swipe after swipe at his assailants. However, his leg was weak and after a few swipes, Dogaressa bit him on the leg, putting him out of the battle. The two hounds bit and scratched Frisk's protector violently. At that moment, Frisk couldn't stand it any longer. They couldn't just stand in shock. Promptly, they found their bow, knocked an arrow onto the bow string and shot the arrow.
It clipped Dogaressa's ear and went over Doggo's head, shaving some of his fur off of his head. The dogs certainly noticed them. Realizing Dogamy wasn't a threat to them anymore, they inched towards their prize. The dogs didn't even bother to talk as more dogs came from the forest behind them. Frisk realized now that they didn't have a good plan. This was a poorly executed plan. And they didn't even know if they had the option to reset!
Right before Dogaressa could lay a tooth or claw on Frisk, a light blue bone wall erupted in between her and Frisk. The dogs stood their frozen in shock. Though Dogaressa dodged out of the way, she was more scared of who the bone wall came from. Suddenly, more bones, blue and white, came down from a branch on a tree. The dogs immediately panicked, going in all directions and trying to avoid the incoming bones.
"It's Blue Eye!" Doggo shouted in fear. The dogs howled and barked as they ran towards the forest. In the mayhem, Dogamy, unable to stand without feeling pain, dragged himself towards Frisk. Surprisingly, none of the bones hit him or Frisk.
Finally, the dogs were gone. However, Dogamy still seemed to be fearful. "Go Frisk," he whispered. "I can't run. Go without me. Cure the others."
"I'm not going without you, Dogamy," Frisk replied stubbornly. Dogamy was about to protest when they suddenly said, "You're a good dog."
Despite the dire situation, Frisk knew he was happy, because his tail wagged back and forth in the snow upon hearing it. They brought him close to them and hugged his head next to their chest. Frisk didn't even bother to turn around when they heard someone jump from the tree branch into the snow. Footsteps came up from behind them, but they refused to look. Dogamy whimpered into their chest.
Suddenly, the stranger looked down at them. Slowly, Frisk looked up, expecting to see the face of an enemy. Instead, they saw the face of a friend. They smiled involuntarily. Dogamy quickly looked up when he saw this. His expression was one of awe as a red cape blew behind the stranger in the cold wind. No. Not a stranger. A friend. A great friend. A cheerful voice was a song to Frisk's ears, who was tired of hearing barking, howling, and snarling.
"Hello new friends! I believe you may need the assistance of a great and powerful friend!"