Having been trying to get some of the newly arrived dogs to play only to be largely ignored the loud human voice catches your limited attention. Ears flicking forward at the changing scent of alpha you pad closer to the vet tech. Tongue sliding from your muzzle giving the despairing alpha bitch a lick over her pie wedge shaped black nose. Unsure of the male human Jack being near alpha, ears go sliding back against your head as a soft questioning growl rumbles in your throat. Alpha getting louder you shy back away from the changing vet tech thinking she is displeased with you. After all she did not reply to your greeting lick of a follower to a leader. Confused you look up at the human starting to wonder if this male is the one distressing your alpha. Just then one of the dog guards body slams you roughly enough to start you into a dog fight with him. The canine male a large German shepherd seems to be able to counter each of your attacks before your finished making them which only makes you attack harder. Fur bristling and all but wrestling with the male canine at this point you manage to score a bite hard enough to bring a yelp of pain from him.
“Ryan! Stop playing with that dog when we have work to do!”
These words spoken in your own canine language from a large black mastiff shock you enough that you simply stand still as Ryan glares in your direction while his pack laughs at him. And your nose tells you why as you smell a very faint blood scent from him. Emboldened you advance on the German shepherd tail raised openly daring him to challenge you once more. But now the big male simply ignores you even when you start trying to nip at him.
“Stop it!”
The voice almost commanding enough to be human causes you to stop and look. But seeing it’s the bitch malamute from earlier you ignore the other female and go back to pestering the male dog. Pain from your neck bringing a yelp from your own muzzle you briefly struggle before submitting to Ruth as she keeps a tight hold on your neck scruff.
“Lie down and be still!”
And you do not daring to meet the eyes of Ruth as she glares at you even as the sergeant mastiff once more becomes human.
“Ok team you have exactly two shakes of a tail to have this room cleared of personnel!”
Jack smirks a bit as he listens to his sergeant barking orders while his team once more take human from and gather the dropped and scattered bits of clothing and gear. Fishing in his pack for a collar and leash he advances on the former vet tech now malamute bitch. Why another malamute he wonders confused slightly as he thinks of past changes being more random breed wise. Careful Jack she might not be transformed all the way yet and trying to trick you into thinking her helpless he tells himself.