[This is his fate. Lying on the ground with one puppy trying to drag his bag away, one standing on him, and one just Yelling. For all he knows he might just be here for hours, trying to figure out how to get at his Gear to let someone know where he is or oh never mind there's a big dog, either he's being saved or he's truly doomed.
And then he sees and hears the human. Saved, then. He lets out a relieved breath and raises a hand, smiling weakly from where he's lying on the ground.] Your puppies seem... very organized!
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And then he sees and hears the human. Saved, then. He lets out a relieved breath and raises a hand, smiling weakly from where he's lying on the ground.] Your puppies seem... very organized!