Author's Note: Again, Snowy's chapters are shortest. I commend you if you took the time to read all of the chapters and you don't realize how much it means to me. PLEASE review, I really wanna know if you're liking this. Thanks again and enjoy.
Ch.7 Dodging Boulders
Snowy had been comfortably chewing on his bone when he felt the tomb begin to shake. At first didn't think much of it, but as the vibrations grew stronger he stood up. A rock fell right next to him from the ceiling and almost hit him, but he quickly swerved out of it's path at the last second. Quite alarmed, Snowy grabbed the bone in his mouth and ran back towards the pit. He needed to know if Tintin was alright. Just then the ceiling fell through again and a giant cascade of boulders blocked his path.
Snowy tried to yelp in fear, but the sound of his cry was stifled by the bone he refused to give up. Jumping over the boulders as they fell, Snowy leapt this way and that. He carefully weaved his way along and nimbly made his way back to the tomb's exit.
Now he was beginning to feel extremely guilty. What if something happened to Tintin during the avalanche? It was all his fault, he never should have stopped for the bone. Now Tintin was really trapped in the tomb, worse than before. Maybe he was hurt, or worse. Snowy gulped. Maybe he was dead.
Making it out of the tomb by an inch before it closed off, Snowy sat in the sand and spat the bone to the ground in detest. Then he started to cry, loudly too. He didn't even notice when his master's friend Captain Haddock began to speak to him.
Snowy didn't care that he was covered in sand and dust, he didn't care if the Captain was talking him, he didn't care about the evil bone that made him betray his friend. Snowy was thinking of his best friend in the whole world, Tintin.
Tintin had taken care of him ever since he could remember. He fed him, bathed him, brushed him, walked him… loved him. Tintin did everything for him. Snowy remembered the one time he'd gotten sick. Tintin had stayed home with him just to make sure he was going to be alright. He was just about the best owner a dog could ever ask for.
Snowy stopped his howling for the dead for a moment and glanced around. He sniffled and wondered if his owner would ever come back to pat him on the head and tell him good boy again. Snowy decided to give up bones forever, though that resolution didn't last long.
