CHAPTER EIGHT || LONELY
Amber's POV
An unidentified Collie slipped through the shadows. Her lonely shadow was the only dog one there, she was alone. "Who are you?" a voice called through the trees.
The Collie turned her head, nervous. "Why should I tell you?" she worked up enough of the courage to growl.
"Because you're trespassing," the voice snarled back.
The Collie stepped out, revealing her coat, and her blue eyes. The other Collie was white with brown patches here and there, and a brown stripe down her face. "My turn, who are you?" Amber asked.
The dog smiled. "I guess you wouldn't know. I'm Jasmine, a Collie of the Collie Pack."
Amber looked at Jasmine. She had heard of the Collie Pack before, a safe place for Collies of all kinds. "I mean no harm," Amber said.
Jasmine growled, "Of course you don't," and rolled her eyes.
"Believe me, it's true! I wish to see your leader."
Jasmine, with a suspicious gleam in her eyes, finally said, "Fine. Follow me."
Amber did so, though she did not like being led by another dog to her destination. At least it was another Collie. They finally arrived, and a brown collie with a white stripe down her face jumped down. "Who is this?" she asked Jasmine.
Jasmine dipped her head. "Azalea, this is..." she trailed off. "What's your name?"
"Amber."
"Amber," Jasmine finished.
Azalea looked at Amber. "What is your business here?"
"I wish to join your Pack."
Azalea nodded with interest. "I see."
She nodded to Jasmine, and she followed. She signaled to Amber to stay behind. While she was waiting, Amber looked over all the dogs. She picked out a strange Dachshund. What's a Dachshund doing in a Pack of Collies? Amber thought. Dogs were chatting, and staring at her. She picked out one of them saying, "What's she doing here? Who is she?"
Amber knew she was going to have to answer a lot of questions.
TIMESKIP
Azalea and Jasmine finally returned from the den. "We have made our decision."
