Once a dog had those commands down, it opened the door to other orders. A dog that would stay put while she demonstrated with another would be that much more inclined to follow suit.
Ah, yeah, that makes a lot of sense.
If only humans were as reliable, as easy to train.
Hehe. Yeah, we’re a rowdy bunch, aren’t we.
“Dogs, attack.” The word was quiet, but every dog present was waiting for it. Bentley and Sirius stayed at their positions, but the rest of the dogs surged into the building, the larger ones leaping through the boarded up windows, the smaller ones surging in the front door.
Yeah, this ain’t home. Figured as much, really.
Growls and barks that were twisted by the unnatural shapes of their throats overlapped into a single noise.
I can’t help but imagine their throats being, like… corkscrewed, or something now.
She waited outside the building, one hand on Bentley’s neck. He wanted to go, she knew it from the tension, but he was obedient. Good. This was a test for him.
Gotta stay here, bro.
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