"Lucky," Squirt said, "stop pacing!" Lucky ignored him as he paced back and forth in headquarters. "We'll be able to rescue her Lucky."

Lucky shook his head. "We need to rescue her tonight! How's our plan?" He looked towards Strudel. Strudel was drawing a game plan, similar to a football game sketch, in the dirt. Ten of the strongest and biggest pound puppies stood around her. They along with Lucky, Ralph, and Niblet were going to raid skunk rock and rescue the pregnant captive. "Pretty much foolproof. There aren't many coyotes within the pack and with Fang being dead... one less coyote to worry about. Lucky nodded. "Is everything ready? Food bags? Water pouches?" A random dog nodded and began putting foodbags onto the ten dogs.

"H-hey Lucky." Ralph muttered. "Can I talk to you?" Ralph led Lucky to a back room. "What Ralph." Lucky said sternly. His uncertain feelings towards the male dog were put away. He couldn't be romantic towards Ralph. Not with Cookie trapped in hell and needing to be rescued.

"Lucky. I can't do this." Ralph told him. "I can't kill any of them." Ralph was shaking. Lucky thought for a while and nodded. "Ok. Stay here. You don't need to be apart of this." He rubbed his face caringly against Ralph. "I lost Cookie. I'm not going to lose you too." Before Ralph could saw more, Lucky shoved passed him and went to get a food bag.

He should've killed Fang the chance he got. Now Cookie is in danger again. He won't make that mistake again.

Scar moaned as rolled off Cookie. His body twitched for a bit as he body was finishing up from cumming into Cookie. "Damn cunt!" He cursed at her as he panted. "Once these pups are born, I'll be pumping you with my pups, not that wimp Fang. Strong pups. MY pups." Cookie laid there, using her unbroken back leg try to close herself. She felt bloated and filled from Scar. At least she couldn't get pregnant from him yet. But eventually his words will become true. When she isn't sealed off by being pregnant, he'll make sure she pops out puppy after puppy. And the rest of the pack to use her repeatedly. Maybe even force their offspring from her.

But Lucky will rescue her. He has too.

Scar got up and loomed over Cookie cowering. He bit down on the back of her neck and dragged her back into the corner which she was forced to resign. "If you dare to try and escape, I'll break every limb attached to you." He told her sternly. Cookie silently sobbed as he walked out the small cave opening.

Weasel walked in with a mutilated rabbit. "Here." Weasel told her as he plopped the dead rabbit right in front of the sobbing canine. "Eat."

"Leave me alone!" Cookie shrieked at him, tears gushing out of her eyes. Weasel licked the blood from his lips and growled at her. "Don't shriek at me!" He tackled Cookie climbing on her back and restraining her working limbs. "Someone should teach you who's boss!" He assaulting Cookie as Scar had done. Cookie tried to move, but was kept in place by Weasel weight and biting Cookie neck holding her down.

Scar walked into the cave to ask Weasel a question when he saw the Weasel on top of Cookie in the corner. He simply sat down and watched from a distance, patiently waiting for Weasel to finish up.

The group of pound puppies marched on. The city they were resided in and called home was a distance behind them. Lucky led them to skunk rock. He hasn't said a word for the past hour. He had a stern stare as he advanced closer and closer to where the coyotes resigned.

"I don't think Lucky is mentally ok." One dog whispered to the dog next to him. "I never seen him this attentive." The other dog agreed.

"Lucky." A dog called to him. Lucky kept marching on. "LUCKY!"

"What!" He growled as he whipped his head around to face the group of dogs walking to face the pack of coyotes.

"W-we need to sleep for tomorrow. Skunk rock will be made into a two day trip."

Lucky was about to yell until he realized it was night. Most of the dogs looked exhausted and tired. As much as he wasn't going to forgive himself, he had to let them rest.

"Ok." Lucky said. The group were led to a small stream where a few of them drank from to hydrate themselves. "Get some sleep."

The dogs huddled together and began drifting asleep. Lucky went to a rock to drift asleep. He hadn't realized how exhausted he felt. Niblet came to sleep next to him. "You ok?" Niblet asked.

"No."

Before Niblet could ask anything else, Lucky was already asleep.

"Tony. Report." Scar demanded.

They sent Tony to scout out. Scar wasn't stupid enough to think that the pound puppies wouldn't come to retrieve Cookie. He already knew they were coming. He just sent out Tony to scout just to be reassured.

"They're coming. Saw them from a far distant."

"Good thing you prepared, right Scar?" Claw asked.

"Of course."

"I personally went out to wolf canyon after I asked Weasel if he'd scout. Made a deal so we aren't outnumbered when the pound puppies grow a pair and eventually raid us."

"What deal did you make?" Claw asked him.

"Since that whore is carrying Fang's puppies, we aren't raising that weak load. But the wolves don't know that. They are infertile and need pups to raise. And since I'm the biggest coyote, I lied to the dumb rat faces that they can raise MY puppies. Everyone wins. They raise a crappy litter thinking it's my litter and I can get that whore pregnant with my puppies."

Everyone cheered at that plan except for Cookie.

"When are they going to arrive?"

"Tonight. And if anyone dare speaks a word about my deception, I'll personally kill and feed you to the rest of us." Scar warned.

A howl outside the small cave signaled the pack of the wolves arrival.

"Lucky!" Niblet shook Lucky awake violently. "We need to go!" Lucky shot upward, fully awake. All the rest of the pound puppies were awake and full alert waiting for Lucky to start leading.

"What Niblet?" Lucky asked.

"We heard a wolf howl coming from skunk rock!" A dog bled out. "We know that's not good news!" Lucky cursed under his breathe. "Come on!" The pack of dogs grouped up and began travelling again towards skunk rock in the middle of the night.

After an hour of travelling, skunk rock came into view. Only one thought came through Lucky's mind. Cookie!

When the pack approached the rock, 4 canine figures emerged.

"Scar."

"Luckster."

The packs stood nose to nose. "Give me Cookie. Or you and all you are dead." Lucky told them.

Scar simply chuckled. "I won't. She feels so good to fill up."

With that, the two packs attacked each other. The group of dogs easily overpowered the coyotes with their strength in numbers. Lucky managed to pin down Scar with the help of two other dogs.

"You will never harm Cookie again." Lucky told him as he lunged for Scar's throat. But just before he could bite down on Scar's windpipe, Lucky felt a massive pain in his spine and felt himself be flung off Scar. As he crashed down to the ground, he could see a wolf with bloodied lips biting down on another dog rip off Scar. Wolves!

Lucky limped up back to his feet as he tried to lunge back at Scar to finish him before he got tackled by another wolf and has a mouthful of teeth bite down into his ribs.

The wolf bit the last dog on Scar in his throat, clearly crushing it and flung him off. Scar hopped up to his feet and retreated back to the cave entrance.

Lucky tried crawling away from the grasp of the wolf but was locked in place. Blood was pouring out of his wound staining the ground underneath. The wolf mounted Lucky, pinning him down as he pulled out his teeth and glared down at Lucky. "Good. Bye." The wolf lunged to Lucky's neck but was intercepted by Niblet knocking him over. The wolf easily putted the sheepdog off him as he lost interest in Niblet and went to attack Niblet.

Lucky made his way to his feet as he ran to the entrance of the cave. He ran inside but saw the cave empty. Where did you go? Lucky thought as he sniffed the air and caught the scent trail of Scar and Cookie leading out. He must've snuck out with her while he was wrestling with the wolf. He raced outside the entrance and overlooked the battle. The wolves seemed more injure but the pound puppies... some laid there, with their throats ripped out and guts spilling out everywhere.

Lucky sniffed again and ran after the trail. It led around skunk rock and in the far distant, he could see two canine figures, one being dragged behind the other. "COOKIE!" Lucky shrieked and sprinted.

He would have to take Scar on alone.

As Lucky approached, the two figures stopped moving and turned around to face Lucky. Soon, Lucky could see why. The two figures were at the end of a cliffside. Lucky stopped within 10 yards of the two.

Scar had Cookie by the scruff of her neck. He plopped her down and pinned her down with one paw.

"Let her go you perverted fuck!" Lucky cursed at Scar. Scar grinned. "Come near me and I'll push her pregnant body over the cliffside."

Cookie looked up. "You won't kill me. Your plan won't work then." Scar looked down at Cookie. "No. If you die, who cares?! I can always become a lone coyote. I'll find a new bitch to fuck. Like that skank Dolly I hear about or that one sheepdog that lives on a farm by herself. What's her name? Gibble or Giggles?" Scar chuckled.

"Walk away Luckster. She's mine." Scar growled at Lucky. Lucky stood there, unsure of what to do. He won't leave her alone, but he can't walk closer or she'll be pushed over. "You have 5 seconds faggot. 5...4...3...2..." Before Scar could count to one, he felt a massive pain in his balls. Cookie had her jaws clenched tightly against the thing that has been used to violate her. Scar leaped away, ripping his scrotum free, tearing it open.

"FUCK! YOU STUPID CUNT!" Scar lunged to push Cookie over but got tackled by Lucky. "Cookie! RUN!" Lucky bled out as he bit down on Scar. Scar used his back legs to push Lucky off him. Lucky flew in the air and fell on the ground with a thud. Cookie hopped up on her three good legs and began shuffling away.

Lucky tried to get on his legs again but got tackled by Scar. Lucky landed on the ground, nearly half his body over the edge. Scar growled with saliva dripping onto Lucky face. He opened his mouth and lunged towards Lucky's neck. Lucky managed to move his shoulder in the way, causing Scar to bite down on his shoulder. As pain shot through his shoulder, Lucky bit Scar neck and tried to rip his throat out. He pulled Scar off balance and the two tumbled over the cliff side.

"LUCKY! NOOOO!" Cooke shrieked as she watched the two fall into darkness.

As Lucky crashed towards the hard earth with his mouth still bitten down onto Scar's neck, he tried moving Scar under him to cushion his fall. Scar did the same, trying to land on Lucky to take the most of the pain. Lucky at the last second gave the hardest tug to make Scar on the bottom before hitting the ground and his vision going completely black. For a millisecond, he felt pain everywhere, and then, nothing.

Lucky awake in the vet. He could hardly hear and could only see out of one eye and could not move. All he could see was red before going unconsicous again.

When he reawaken, he could see better and hear. Some vet was trying to feed him before he went to black again.

He awoke again and was lying in a vet bed. Some vet dog was next to him rubbing his back. "Morning sleepyhead." The dog told him. Lucky turned to face the vet dog. "Who are you?"

"I'm Jase. You've been in a coma for the past 2 months. Here, eat something." Jase held up a dog bowl full of kibble and placed it in front of Lucky. Lucky gobbled it down as he remembered what happened. Coyotes, falling, cookie...COOKIE! "Where's Cookie!" Lucky asked. Jase shrugged. "I don't know who Cookie is. I'm sorry."

"How did I get here?" Lucky asked.

"Well, from what I heard, we got an alert from some squirrels from you pound puppies that you needed help. Some pregnant boxer contacted the squirrels to get help. We found you at the bottom of a cliff, looking all broken and hardly alive. You were lying on top of a dead coyote we took you in along with some nearly dead sheepdog. So many dead canines outside of skunk rock. Like only 2 were still alive and there was that pregnant boxer."

Lucky laid down, processing the information. Cookie is alive. Scar is gone.

"Your legs will never be the same however, you'll need to wear the wheels man."

"When can I be checked out?"

"Lucky! You're not dead!" Strudel happily yelped. The rest of shelter 17 gathered around to give Lucky love and hugs.

"Is Niblet here?" Lucky asked, not seeing him.

"Niblet...he died in the fight."

"Cookie?"
"She's downstairs."

Lucky pulled himself forward as his wheelchair pulled his backlegs behind him. As he hopped downstairs, he was led to a small room with Cookie nursing some coydog puppies. She looked up and smiled.

"Lucky!" Cookie joyfully said.

"I'm so glad you're alive!" Lucky said as he started crying. He laid next to her. "How are you?"

"Fine."

"How are the pups?"

"Fine. How are you're backlegs?"

"Fine." Lucky chuckled. "These pups need the right father to help raise them Cookie." Cookie nodded. "Will you help me Lucky?"

"Of course."

"L-lucky. Remember when you were sitting outside my doghouse that day. I think I ready to move on. Start the next chapter and put all this behind me."

Lucky smiled. "I am too Cookie."

THE END