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Tracks came around the corner, snarling. Trista was pacing behind him at a safe distance. Then she saw Claire. "You again?"
Crystal bumped into Claire and backed up at a safe distance. "You..." She suddenly realized the girl.
Trista looked down at Lonny. "Why did you rob our house?! Give me one god reason! Likely I'll beleive it anyway."
Tracks sat at Trista's feet, his sides heaving, teeth bared at Lonny.
racks snoiffed the ground, his nose plugged there before he was off again at record speed, barking like a police siren. Trista took a quick breather and continued after him. Crystal went around long ways, trying to cirle him.
Tracks sniffed and the air and barked in alarm, his nose instantly pointing toward Lonny. He backed up a step and then bolted forward, barking, growling, steam bascically flowing from his ears as he trumpeted a howl of rage. Trista nodded. "Let's go." She started off at a limp gait, but in a matter of seconds was galloping close behind Tracks.
Crystal screamed at Lonny, her anger over-taking her, as she blazed on after her friends.
Trista jumped up and swung in a whole circle around a lamp pole. Crystal could only laugh. Tracks trotted behind Trista. Crystal walked along, watching Trista. They soon reached home and Crystal gasped. The front door!"Trista!" Crystal called, sounding like a fire alarm.
Crystal, what-?" Trista saw the door and peaked inside.
The house...was trashed.
Crystal planted wrapped her arm around Trista's neck and laughed, pulling her over playfuly.Trista took the advantage and flipped Crystal over. "Nice try." She smirked.
Crystal twisted in mid-air and landed on her feet. "Think again next time." Crystal laughed.
Trista smiled and rubbed Tracks's forhead. "Should we go?"
Crystal nodded. "We might as well." She glanced scormfully over at the sisters.
Trista faced the two sisters in crime. "Next time we catch ya'll, we won't go easy on you."
Crystal noded once and took Trista's hand, pulling her along as they made their way out of the old building.
Trista noded at Catrina. "If we see you again, beware." Trista jumped off of the pipe and snapped her fingers at Tracks.
Crystal shook her head and jumped, rebounding off the wall and landing on her hands only to push herself up again, landing on her feet inside the room where Trista and Catrina were.
Crystal snickered and hissed, "Don't try anything funny, sweetheart." She reached to her back pocket and felt around for her silent dog whistle.Trista gripped the pipe harder. She's not spilling... Trista looked down at Tracks, who eyed Catrina like a peice of bacon on fire. She looked at Catrina, her eyes like tigers. "You listen here. I won't hurt your sister if you give me the real reason your hear. I don't know what actual damage Crystal could do to that little thief, anyway."
