Saint Bernard

It was a pretty sunny day and Alaric and his cane corsos had just entered the southern part of the main continent. Cinder, the light grey cane corso with brown eyes, had suddenly picked up a scent of a nearby rabbit and dashed off chasing it. Alaric's orange gaze shifted to the corso, to which he barked out. "Cinder! Recall!" He barked out as the corso ran but to no avail. He sighed and looked to Maul, the black cane corso with red eyes, who was already chasing after Cinder. Alaric bolted after them both and before he knew it, he could smell the scent of a pack borders in his nose. Yet, Cinder and Maul had already cross in. He let out a curse under his breath and charged in, his tail raising towards the sky.

As Alaric walked towards Cinder, who had a small rabbit dangling from his maws proudly and Maul at his side, Alaric couldn't help but roll his hellfire eyes. "Come one, let's get out of here before we're noticed." He told the corsos sternly, motioning them to follow him back towards the border and away from the territory.