Whitefish River Escapee

He waited patiently, unseen. Watching. Waiting. It had been a long time since he had seen a dog. They were attempting something. He couldn't quite see the emotion in the dog's face, but the language in their body was enough to have Bilah moving forward. The pup seemed perfectly content, he would make sure it would be brought home, but his primary concern was the dog now. 

He was there quickly enough as they jumped into the water and splashed about he wasn't sure if they even heard his approach or not. "Take a deep breath to calm yourself. Would you like me to pull you out?" He would have absolutely no problems whatsoever. He remembered the pup then. "Hello little one, I'm sure someone is very worried about you. We're going to bring you home, don't get any ideas about running off again, okay?" He would do his best to keep an eye on both, but he would be able to track her trail home even if she did try to run off again.