sayonara, suckers!

Dagrún was taking it easy. She was finally recovering from her illness. No more crystals, and almost no more ooze. Every so often she'd sneeze bright green but for the most part she looked like her normal self. Dag walked slowly from her den near the south wall of the barn and out to a puddle for a drink. She was still weak but she could feel herself getting stronger. Soon she'd be back to normal and could start her training again.

As she walked toward her drinking source she spied a tan and gray pup making a beeline for the border lands. If she recalled correctly that was one of the Chaos pups. "Hey! Where do you think you're going?"