The Park, Thursday Afternoon

[trigons_child]

Raven had six very frisky young Dobermen, who, while no longer longing to tear apart anyone they met, were still full of energy. She had found a rescue shelter on the mainland that would take them in, but for now she had somehow secured collars and leashes and was trying to take them for a walk. Rather, they were taking her for a walk.

[Open! The dogs won't bite. ;) ]