Ready, Set, Bork!

Ravenswood 
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The thing about Spots, was she was either really chill or really annoying. The dog wouldn’t stop running about Kara’s head today and it was making it hard to focus on anything. It was the full moon in not even a week and she was getting driven nuts, feeling all sorts of ceaseless energy. Having enough, Kara had left work earlier than normal and all it had taken was an unfortunate and startling chain of events that ended with someone yelling at her just right for the dog to finally spook out. She’d managed to run hobble away several blocks into some hopefully forested-ish area, throwing herself down a river bank before writhing into a dog in the late evening sun.

White, orange and black spots adorned a skinny dog form as it tried to wrangle out of clothes in a flurry. A shirt was hard for front paws to handle, much less a bra. And then pants, guh! Planting her chest down into the wet grass, the african dog started trying to slide out of things. Bunny hops through the slimy dead and new reeds and finally pants were gone. Scooching the other direction, she pawed her face and tugged back. It budged and only succeeded in being stuck the other way while encapsulating her face in darkness. Letting out a whine, she tumbled backwards and continued to roll and roll down the incline and into shallows where cold mountain water bit into skin. With a cry of surprise, Spots backed up, shaking her head vigorously and achieving the fabric wrapping around more, earning grumbles. She was stuck and Kara's advice refused to be taken.
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#2
Inevitably, she had to go into town. River was on her way back to her bike, a stuffed-full cloth grocery bag in hand, when she got sidetracked by some nature as usual. Her encounter with a friggin talking otter earlier had been hard for her to keep un-excited about. She found herself grinning randomly as the memory replayed here and there. Most likely, anyone looking on thought she was surely insane.

River did not have her camera with her, she was just enjoying the scenery. It wasn't long before she heard one hell of a commotion by the water. A whine, some splashing, and struggling sounds. Having a massive soft spot for dogs, obviously, she had to check things out. River was out of the loop, though. She wasn't exactly aware that humans were not quite a majority in this area. She had moved here strictly for the privacy and the beauty of the landscape. She never even researched crime rates, let alone population or news.

As such, she was not expecting to see an African Wild Dog.

Struggling to get out of a shirt. There was an entire outfit strewn around the area. This was definitely not a native animal. River was going to have to google this area when she got home. Was that something you could google?

River was not entirely clueless and sheltered. She knew that she didn't want to get bitten or scratched by a were. But she couldn't just...leave this poor person stuck inside a shirt. For one thing, it made them an easy target for people that were not as nice as she was.

"U-um-" She cleared her throat, keeping her distance and setting her bag down. "I can help, if you want? River raised her voice just a tad. With ears like that, she probably didn't need to yell.
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The dog was whining horribly as panic welled up. They were stuck and wouldn’t ever be able to see again. It was scary dark and they were trapped and the human voice inside was continually pushed to the side as more animal took over in an oncoming rush.

A sudden noise to their side had the dog stiffening, quieting immediately. Turning it’s covered head in the vague direction, it smelled the air. Mixed in wet river gunk, clothing, and mud, there was unmistakable human. This wasn’t the best company, but it was the safest. Which meant maybe the noises had some meaning to them. They hadn’t sounded hostile. Stifling a growl that had briefly spewed over, Spots let her tail wag low and briefly with another renewed and loud building whine escaping. Maybe, they could help? Hopefully! If they meant harm though, she was gonna bite, well as soon as the shirt came off.
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