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Chapter 6-
Rocky's POV
I walked ahead of the others listening to them talk as I lead the way back towrds The Lookout. My head was down and my tail dragged on the ground behind me. All I could think about was how amazing Crescent was. And how I made myself look like a fool infront of her. I let out a long sigh. I tried to push her from my mind, but the image of her sparkling blue eyes kept slipping back in. I was so focused on thinking about her that I ran muzzle-first into a tree. "Ouch!" I yelp and fall back onto my butt, rubbing my sore nose. Crescent trotts up to me, giggling. "I see you've found a tree." She cuckled. "You okay?" She helps me up, and I try to play it cool.
"He he. Yeah. This is my uh, marker that I left a scratch on to uh, mark our path." I say nervously. Crescent eyed the tree. "I don't see any scratch marks." She said and raised an eye brow at me. I laugh stupidly. "Well uh, I um, hey look over there! It's a rainbow colored beetle!" I shout. When she turns to look for it, I quickly score my claws down the rough bark. "There's no..." She starts but I cut her off. "There, see?" I say pointing to my claw marks. She steps back towrds Zuma and Skye. "Well, okay I guess?" She says and walks back to them. I face-paw. How can I be so stupid? I think. I'm usually not clumsy, but my crush on Crescent has basically changed my whole personality. Zuma walks up to me. "Way ta pway it cool Wocky." He whispers loudly. I glare at him. "Mind your own buisness Zuma." I snarl and spin around, walking towards the tree. I plop down and rest my head on my paws. Zuma walks over to me, chuckling. "Chill it dude. I was just kidding." He said, sitting down beside me. I sigh. "Sorry. I'm just so worried that I'll screw up big time and drive her away." He looks down at me and smiles. "Dude. I know how you feel. While I was away. I fell for an amazing golden retreiver named Sasha. She's the one who healed me other than Cwescent." I look up at him. My flattened ears perking up. "Really?" I ask. He nods.
"Yeah. She was so awesome. She was sawcastic, sassy, and amazingly genewous." His eyes got a loving look in them for a second, but he shook his head and it was gone. "Anyway, she was gweat. But I had to ignowe my feelings and get on with my life. So I could go back home." He said and stood up. "She's leaving dude. But you might as well get to know her well you got the chance." I stood up and gazed at her, laughing and talking with Skye.
"I hope so."
Scene Changer: Marshall's Badge
Marshall caught the stone Chase was flinging towrds him and sighed. "I'm so bored." He said. Chase looked back at him. "Me to. I feel like I've been sitting here for ages." He hung his head and sighed. Marshall eyed the yard. He caught sight of Rubble sleeping a few feet away from them, but couldn't see Rocky or Skye anywhere. He turned to Chase. "Any idea where Rocky and Skye went?" He asked. Chase shook his head. "They probably just went inside." He said. Marshall shook his head.
"I never saw them go inside." Chase rolled his eyes. "Fine. I'll go check." He said and trotted over to where Rocky had been laying, his nose to the ground. Marshall followed him. Chase started sniffing around the tree. The scent trail eventually led him to the edge of the yard. His eyes widened and his ears flopped aginst his head. He turned around and walked back towards Marshall. "I found his scent, and Skye's, leading away from The Lookout. It seemed like they were heading towrds the forest." He laid down. "I think they might have gone to look for Zuma." Marshall nodded. "Probably. We should call them to make sure they're okay." He said.
Chase nodded and activated his pup tag. "Skye? Rocky? Come in. It's Chase." He said. After a moment, his tag lit up. "Chase? It's Rocky. We're fine." Rocky's voice said at the other end of the line.
Marshall sighed with releif and activated his pup tag to join in on the conversation. "Rocky! Skye! Where are you guys? We never saw you leave."
"We, uh. Kinda snuck off while you guys were playing with that rock." Came Skye's voice.
Chase sighed with pure releif and wagged his tail. "Where are you?" He asked. "We're heading home right now. We're about half way between the treeline and The Lookout." Rocky said. "And we have good news. We found Zuma! And a new pup!" He howled on the other end of the line. Marshall shook his head to clear it. "Your kidding?" He said with disbeleif.
"No, it's true. I'll prove it." Rocky said. Chase and Marshall's tags lit up.
"Hey guys! I missed you so much!" Zuma said.
"Zuma! I'm so glad your safe!" Mashall and Chase exclaimed at once. Then they broke off laughing. "Where have you been? Are you okay? What was the forest like?" Marshall began firing questions at Zuma. Zuma just chuckled. "We'll talk mowe when I get home. Get Wubble and Wyder and well them I'm coming home. " He said. Chase and Marshall nodded. "Will do. Chase out." Chase said and turned off his tag. Chase and Marshall wagged their tails and howled. "Come on! Let's go tell them!" Marshall shouted. Chase nodded and the pair raced off.
Scene Changer: Rocky's Badge
Rocky's POV
After my talk with Marshall and Chase, we set off again. I lag behind a bit so I can think. I think about how it's ridiculous for me to feel this way about Crescent when I just met her today. I think about how horrible it will be when she leaves, and I think about how I'm going to be able to talk to her without looking like an idiot. I let out a long sigh and tuck my tail between my hind legs. Zuma walks back to me. "Come on dude! Cwescent's gonna tell us about her."
I look up. "Why?" I ask.
"Because I kept pestewing hew about it." He answered simply. I roll my eyes and follow him back to Crescent and Skye. I skip up to walk beside Crescent. She smiles at me. "Hey Rocky. Finally decide to come outta your slump?" She asked teasingly and winked at me. I blush. "He he. Yeah, I guess." I reply akwardly, rubbing my leg. She nudges me with her shoulder. "Rocky. You don't have to be so nervous around me. It's not like I'm gonna eat you or somthing." She said.
I look down at my paws. "I know. Sorry." I reply. She bumps my face with her nose. "Come on. Perk up sunsine." She said. I can't help but smile. "Thanks Crescent." I say quietly. She smiled, then stood up straighter and puffed out her chest. "Alright puppies! Who's ready for a story!" She yowled in a fake regal voice. I chuckle. Zuma stands on her left side, and Skye stands beside me on her right. Crescent eyes the group as they walk. "Now. What'd ya wanna hear about?" She said. "You were gonna tell us about you." Skye reminded her impatiently. Crescent giggled. "Oh, right. Well, so you house pups wanna hear the story of yours truely." She said, placing her paw on her chest.
The three of us nodd eagerly. "Alright, well. It's not very interesting. At least not as interesting as rescuing the citizens of your noble city every day." She said and winked at me. And I blush. Again. Zuma rolled his eyes.
"Yeah yeah. Enough with the sappy stuff. Tell us the stowy." He pressed.
Crescent smiled. "Okay. Well. I was born to two strays. Shayla and Ranger. Ranger was the leader of a famous sled dog team called The Lightning Racers. Don't know if you guys have ever heard of it." Zuma, Skye and I shake our heads. Crescent shrugged. "Anyway. My father was one of the most well-known sled dogs in history. Until he met my mother." She broke off with her voice cracking. She cleared her throat and tried again. "My mother, well, she was a different story. She was mean, vicious, and selfish. Willing to kill to get what she wanted. She was horrible. I was born into a litter of three. I'm the oldest. I had a yonger brother Hutch. And a younger sister named Misty. She died giving birth us and we lived with my father for the first six months of my life. We did alright. Eating food out of trash cans and moving from town-to-town every few days. Until the day we ran into a group of german shepherds. They demanded our food stash that had taken us three days to find. When my father refused, they attacked. That's how I got this." She paused and touched the slice in her left ear. "Darn shepherd picked me up by my ear. And it didn't end well as you can see." Skye and Zuma gasped. Then Crescent continued. "The shepherds, well, they won. They killed Ranger and nearly got me too. But luckily Hutch, Misty and I were able to escape. I ran and ran until I slammed into what I later leaned was a tree, and passed out. When I woke up, I found myself in a stone den, my head spinning and laying on a warm bed of moss. That's when I figured out that Misty was there too. But Hutch had been captured by the dog catcher." She snapped her jaws as she snarled the last two words. "If I ever run into that mange-pelt again, I'll happily kill him." She growled then shook her head and continued. "We cried and hugged. It was so hard. Loosing our father and brother in less than an hour." She broke off again and shut her eyes. Salty tears leaked out of them and dripped down her face. It made me feel horrible seeing her like this. Even though my common sense tells me otherwise, I lick the tears off her face. "It's okay Crescent." I soothe her. She sniffles and burries her muzzle in my fur for comfort. My eyes widen and I wrap my front paws around her. Letting her sob into my fur. Zuma and Skye stare at me, their mouthes hanging open. I can't beleive it either, but I focous on calming Crescent down. I draw my tongue over her ear. She looks up at me and smiles. "Thanks Rocky." She says and regains her self-control. Crescent sat up. Akwardly brushing away her tears and blushing. "Anyways." She said quickly. "That's were I met Sasha, her mother, Spice, and her adopted sister Maple. They healed me and Misty and Sasha and I became friends. She told us that we were in Adventure Bay. After that, my sis and I set out to find Hutch. It took awhile, but we eventually found him. He'd completely changed. He was like a smaller version of our mother. He told us to go away and that he never wanted to see us again. It was heart breaking. But we still stayed around his house for a few weeks to see if he would change his mind. Well he didn't. When we finally realized it was a lost cause, Misty and I decided to leave for the next town in the morning. When we were about to leave, Misty confessed to me that she wanted to live as a housepet. So I took her back to Sasha to see were the good humans live. She showed us and we took Misty to her new home. Then we said goodbye and I promised to visit her often. I stayed by her house that night and left in the morning, returning to the forest where Sasha lived to establish a territory. I found a perfect den and claimed it as my own. I did okay for a few months, getting water from the nearby streams and living in my den. Until about three days ago. I was hunting by the river when I heard a howl coming from the rock wall. I decided to check it out cause I thought maybe somebody fell or somthing. I was completely unprepared for what I found." "What did you find?" I ask, my tail wagging excitedly. Crescent smiled and put her paw around Zuma. "Why none other than the great coco himself." She said teasingly. Zuma smirked and sighed. "I'm glad you did. Or else I'd be dead wight now." He said. Crescent patted him on the back. "Yeah. He was being attacked by two coyotes. It was gruesome. Fur flying, blood spattering into the sunlight. Seeing the attack made me think about my father's death. But this time I could help. So I fought the coyotes and took Zuma to Sasha. When he woke up, he told us about you guys and was afraid that you'd think he was dead. During his 'stay', I taught him how to fish. He's a natural at it." Zuma smiled.
"That's because I had a gweat teacher." He said. Crescent smiled. "Anywho. After he was healed, we set off to take him home. And then we found you guys and you know the rest."
Skye and I pounded the groung with our paws. "Great story Crescent!" Skye yipped and did a backflip.
Crescent looked impressed. "Thanks Skye. You've got to teach me how to do that." She said.
Skye nodded. "Sure. I'll teach ya." I smile, but then a thought enters my head. "Hey Crescent?" I ask. She turns to face me. "Yeah?" She said.
"You never told us where your mother came from." I reply.
"Yeah Cwescent. Tell us." Zuma says.
Crescent's face darkens. She flattens her ears and turns away from us. "Crescent? What's wrong?" I ask, worried. She turns to face me, her tail tucking between her legs. "She was a wolf." She whispered quietly.
My mouth dropped open. A WOLF?
"Crescent. Ihad no idea..." I say. She just turns around again. "Come on. We should get going." She whispers and races off before we even have a chance to respond. I exchange a glance with Zuma and Skye, crouch down, and race after her. Zuma and Skye close behind me.
A/N: Well, I thought of somthing important to put down here but it left my mind, so yeah. Hope you liked this chappie!