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The Next Political Dynasty: Don't cry yet, there's still more to come! Lol, I almost cried myself when I wrote that last chappie!
Anonymous but Impressed: Intense, yes. Never fear, things will look up in the end! Good guess on Tod helping out, so keep reading!
Forever Young: Oh, the drama! But don't worry, things do get better...but first the action!
The Fox and the Hound 2: Friends in Need
Chapter Fourteen: Fight to the Finish, Part One
The sounds of a fighting Rhodesian Ridgeback and a Bloodhound mix awoke the sleeping fox family up. Vixey kept her protective paws around her babies while Tod peered out to see what was going on.
"Oh my gosh!" he gasped. "It's Copper, and he's fighting some huge dog!"
"Well, do something about it, Tod!" Vixey pleaded, but her husband had already tore out of the den and collided in the middle of the fighting hounds. Buster was flung backwards into a tree, dazed temporarily. Copper stared at Tod, surprised he was helping.
"Tod, this is my fight, you don't have to get involved!"
"You helped me out, so now I'm helping you out!" the fox insisted, and before long all three of them were clawing at each other again. The young hound and the fox were a pretty good match for Buster—he was a good-sized dog and neither of the other two could have fought him alone, unless a human intervened right before somebody died.
Calvin heard the sounds of his dog in a killing fight, and hurried to see if he had maybe found the mountain lion. What he saw was Buster ripping up his brother's dog...and a fox? Calvin smiled. Maybe this hunt wouldn't be so bad after all... He lifted his gun to shoot Tod square in the head but the sight of something deadly stopped him. Before his very eyes, the mountain lion he'd been tracking showed up on top of a nearby boulder, eying the three fighting animals. They were disturbing his sleep, he had been up all night hunting for food. Plus, this was his territory, and they were invading.
The devil cat let out a high-pitched yowl, and pounced upon the unsuspecting trio, bouncing all of them off the side of the near hill and they all tumbled down into the small valley. Copper and Tod gasped when they saw the huge cat, screaming his anger before charging again. Buster, in a state of shock, hid himself behind a bush. Let the cat do the work, then I'll finish them off before getting HIM!
Vixey didn't dare move from her den with the cubs, not with that hunter nearby. He seemed to be having some difficulty loading his rifle, but it wouldn't have helped any because in frustration, he started banging the gun with his fist and it fired into the air, knocking him backwards and hitting his head on a rock—knocking him out.
Copper and Tod acted defensively against the mad lion, trying to dodge its claws and teeth as well as possible. But the cat sunk his thick, sharp claws into Copper's backside and the hound let out a howl of pain...which traveled and echoed through the forest. Tod tried to help, but the lion backslapped him into the side of a tree, causing him to become disoriented and useless. Now it was just the cat and the dog...natural enemies...only one was larger.
"Now, where has that Copper pup gone off to?" Amos muttered to himself. He hadn't seen the dog since he pulled him off of Chief earlier. He looked over at his other dog, still tied to his jeep's back bumper. "And I have no idea what got into you."
Chief had calmed down a lot since he got into huge trouble with his Master. He hadn't meant to explode at Copper like he had, but he did and he felt extremely sorry for it. It wasn't Copper's fault. It was his. Copper hadn't told him about the fox, which was possibly a good idea, the old dog had to admit. The youngster was scared he'd get into trouble about it, and he was right. He did get in trouble about it, but he certainly didn't deserve getting his ears ripped to pieces. If only I hadn't been so hard on him...some friend I am.
Chief laid his head down on the grass, trying to think of a way he could possibly apologize for acting insane earlier, when a very interesting sound entered his hearing. His ears perked up in an upright position to hear it better. It sounded—like a howl of pain...a call for help. It sounded familiar...
Doggone, that's Copper!
Copper was in serious trouble, he could feel it. He'd known the pup ever since he first arrived as a speechless puppy on their farm, so he would recognize his howl anywhere. I'm coming, Copp–Ow! Drat, where had that rope come from? Oh yeah, he was tied up to the truck.
The Trigg hound started barking loudly at his Master, trying to get him to understand that Copper was in trouble and needed help. But Amos was still ticked off about his dog attacking him, accident or not, so he just said,
"Will you shut up?! I'm not letting you go!"
You big stupid, Copper's in danger! He kept on barking and whining in attempts to convey the message, but it was apparent that Amos would be of no assistance. He was going to have to do it himself. Chief started tugging backwards on the rope, hoping that maybe his collar would pop off if he pulled hard enough...ah ha! It worked!
Chief shook his head a little before charging into the wilderness, barking his head off, and finally getting the attention of his owner. Amos looked up in time to see the rope and red collar on the ground by the truck and his dog tearing into the forest.
"What is with my dogs, these days? One's missing, now the other one's running off!" he muttered, grabbing his gun and racing after him.
And the calvary is on it's way! Will all be okay in the end? Who will survive this deadly array of fighting? Gotta keep reading to find out, and please review!
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