Sylvia placed the pup down on a bean bag, away from Piper. Piper was extremely sick, and couldn't get the puppies sick. Spirt places the other puppy down next to her brother. "So these are my half siblings..." she spoke to her father, which she had calmed down about. She still hated him for replacing mother, but she couldn't do anything to change the past. "Yep..." Piper coughed again. It was a terrible barking cough. Marshall walked over to Spirt. "I'm sorry Spirt... but she's not going to make it." Her father froze, still staring at the Dalmatian. Suddently, he sat down sadly, his ears dropping. He lifted his head and sent out a howl. A howl of pain and grief. Sylvia couldn't stop to feel bad for the shepherd. All his life was grief. She shook her head. "No. No. I can't get those thoughts on my head. Remember what he did to you." She looked at her father who was still howling in grief. Marshall looked down at his paws, and Chase was talking to Ryder about Rubble. Ryder called her over. Sylvia walked over to the boy. "So... you know about these men that took him?" Sylvia nodded. "Those men are what I know as The Scorpions. Atleast, that's what they call themselves. They think of themselves as the pound of Adventure Bay, but it's more in the town of Ballered. It's South of Foggy Bottom. What they do to dogs is terrible. We need to stop them and their "pound." I was one of the few to escape. Others being-" she was cut off by Chase, "Redwood... my father."
Alright, so the town of Ballered is totally made up. Now it's probably a town somewhere, but for this story I made it up. Decided to add some more OCs in this story.