Devoted, she followed behind, to guard, to protect and to love. Her young wards never saw it coming as a flash of hoof and teeth emerged from forests edge. She dug her canines into the cannon and the creature screamed in pain and tried to shake off the dogs grip. The two girls Huddled behind a tree on the wayside and covered their ears to drown out the cries.
Then silence ensued and the cynanthrope nudged the older girl to get them moving again.
They quickly passed the horned menace that lay still upon the tracks, its white fur covered in crimson.
Devoted, she shadowed them as their shepherd.