The patrol slept in the jungle, they were visiting Carlos and Tracker.
Chase woke up and got up, started walking towards the trees to pee
He turned and saw two dark figures.
His heart leapt in fear and he sprang back.
He shouldn't be scared, but come on, he was just a dog.
He held his breath and listened carefully to see if the figures were making any noise.
He heard panting breaths, muffled moans.
What the hell was going on?
He peeked out from behind the tree.
He came closer to see what was happening.
And what he saw shocked him completely.
Tracker pressed Casy against a tree, their lips locked mercilessly.
Casy didn't even stand alone was held by Tracker, her lower paws wrapped around his hips and the upper ones wrapped around his neck.
Chase felt quite disgusted and wondered if maybe he shouldn't see it.
Finally he heard one of them speak.
- Tracker ... said Casy with effort as he kissed her neck.
- Yes? he said between kisses.
- You're gonna tell them about it, aren't you? she said.
Tracker stopped kissing her neck and looked at her with a smug smile.
- Casy ... he said, picking her up and walking into the trees ... will we tell them together
Casy smiled back and their lips met again and Tracker carried her into the trees.
He stood there for a moment, trying to understand what he had just seen.
After a while, he decided to just do what he woke up to do and go back to sleep.