Collars jingling, claws scraping stone. 🐺
The whole Pack marches in fevered anticipation of their rebirth...
Through shattered Dogtown.
Through places already known. ✨
This alley is quite familiar, so each pawstep whispers:
Bazaar is close. Very close. 👣
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Lost Dogs Co Eng At the edge of dawn… they returned. ⚪️ Those five reborn legends, who dared to vanish into the unknown, now stood in the heart of the Pack, carrying the scent of the Bazaar on their fur. The Pack surged forward. 💙 Tails whipped the air. Ears pressed close.…

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