"That is a possibility. But again I don't know who to do that either. I wish I could help you. You seem like a nice dog. Tell me, what is your name,
"What did you just now call me," Deathbringer roared. He lunged in for an attack.
"Dad NO," Thunderbird sprung out and stood in front of the two dogs, taking the blow. Once he had realized what he had done, he looked in horror. There was a huge gash in her shoulder blade. "And just to let you know, I'm the mutt here," she smiled and looked at Novak.
"Thunderbird.... are you ok," he asked his daughter, horrifically. She nodded and smiled at her father.
"I am strong like you and mother," she woofed, "and maybe they would like to join our pack.... we have lots of prey to pick and choose from! You'll never go hungry and there's also protection and healing there," her amber eyes shone brightly in the sunlight. For an almost 2 year old pup, she was very small. But she still was strong.
"Nooooooo," Birdsong said swatting him. "I don't wanna get up,"
"Fine you lazy mutt," Robin replied.