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Hearing her mistress's calling, Shock looked away from Sampson and turned to lope after her. Stopping in mid step she glanced back at Sampson. The depressed dog needed help, but she still couldn't get over what pain he had caused her. With a final glance at the male, she slunk over to the stairs, dim lighting tinting her sooty pelt with blue.
Upon arriving at the room to Paige's door, the female let out a soft noise, somewhere between a whimper and a bark, telling the human of Sampson's troubles. She wondered how such a little pup could cause the male so much agony.
Briefly Shock massaged Paige's hand with her tongue of pink velvet in gratefullness for allowing her to come with.
Eyes landed upon the collie pup. Vicious nature kicked in, but maternal instinct heald her fighting nature. Slowly she approached, head heald low and gold hued eyes filled with curiousity.
Connecting her thick muzzle momentarily to the pup's pelt to get a scent, she knew she must label the scent. "Who might you be?" she questioned, growl light but still firm.
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