Hmm well I have nothing to do today but mark the territory so while you think I will go marking no one wants to see a mad rottweiler Chance leaves then leaves off to mark
Misty sighed and laid down. Always left to think of something to do.. she couldn't help but laugh at the thought. Misty rolled over onto her back, looking up at the sky in hope it would give her some answers.
Chances runs all over his dog pack territory marking everywhere he marked around the outside of the junkyard seeing how the smell of the junkyard would probably over power his scent then he ran back to the warehouse
Misty grumbled to herself as the sky gave her no ideas. She rolled over onto her stomach and sat up. Misty yawned and stared down at her paws feeling drowzy.