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Jerome Returns ch4 When Weed woke up the next time it was late morning and the other dog had left him a large fish for him to eat. As he sniffed the air an odd but fimilar scent serounded him. "Jerome..." He whisperd wondering if he was realy there. Weed got to his paws despite the pain and walked over to a whole and slowy crawled through it. He slowly looked around when he saw a larg Germanshepperd with a his right ear torn off laying down with his eyes closed. Weed slowly and quitly made his way over to the Shepperd. As he stood next to him, Weed gently placed his paw on the Shepperd and asked "Jerome?" The dog woke up at the s

Jerome returns ch3 "Dad you know this place better than anyone. You have to get out of here! I will be fine but you have to get out," Weed said realizing the possabilty of their grim fate. "I won't leave you!" Gin shoutted back at Weed. "Dad at this rate we will both die! I can stay clear of the smoke. Please Dad if we both die then who will look after Ohu,"Weed yelled but when his father didn't move he became angry,"I order you to leave me and escape!" He yelled causing his father to shake as tears weild up in his eyes. He didn't look back at his son but nodded his head numbly and raced away through the flames as the two went

Jerome Returns ch2 The next morning a small group consting of ,a red-orange long haird Russian Grayhound named, Rocket,a white and black spotted English Setter named, GB,a brown and black spotted Koga dog with white tuffed up hair named, Tessin and Hiro ,a tan Great Pyrenees with red-orange ears and missing his right eye, were about to leave for a morning hunt when Weed and Gin aproched them. "Is there something you need Leader?" Rocket asked looking at his young Leader. "Yes, I want you all to stay here Father and I will hunt for today," Weed answerd looking at all of them. "But Leader...," Tessin stummerd in shock. "No buts Te

Jerome Returns ch 1 It was a moon light night and a young, blue-silver furred dog was sitting in front of a cave starring at the full moon. His family anf friends had went to sleep a long time ago. He was thankful that it was a peacefull night; the peace was only broken by the sound of claws clicking against the rocks. The young dog's ears pearked at the sound and he tilted his head to see who it was that was coming out of the den. "Father," He said as he watched the older dog, that looked exactly like him eccept for hight and the three scars on his head, sit beside him starring at moon too. "Whats wrong Weed?" His father asked. "I d