Occultation
As Charles and Blake near the first corner, it's obvious without the need for scrutiny that they're actually going to be circumventing a play area or three. The wall of the building stopped several yards ago; what they are running alongside now, is a six-foot privacy fence.
Out back, the last two mutts from inside continue to circle Conner, Madison, and the one murderous dog. Circle and watch. And bark, of course.
It is then that Madison's summoned army begins to arrive. A veritable swarm of animals come in from yards and alleys in every direction, filling the night air with a deafening racket of yips and yowls. Powerful Pomerania, killer Corgi, terrifying terriers, devilish Dachshunds....
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Holy Shih Tzu.
Yeah, apparently this ain't exactly the neighborhood for rednecks with big, mean, pit-fighting canine. Of the yippers and snappers that get close enough to notice Charles and Blake running, and want to join the fun, only one Rottweiler looks like he might be a problem if he turns nasty. The first dog to join Conner and Madison's group is a Chihuahua with the heart of a lion.
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