Aril walked slowly down a small street, his breath visible because of the cold that surrounded him. He gripped his knife tightly, feeling his heart beat begin to race. "Calm down, Aril.." he muttered to himself. "There has to be more.... I'm not the only one who hasn't been captured...." he looked down at his beloved partner. "What do you think, Fang?" He asked as they came to a cross-street . "Which way?"
The dog's tail wagged, his breath showing just like Aril's. He was trained not to bark...
Aril looked back up and turned to the right, walking at the same pace he was before , his companion following him.
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