Miss Beauregard flew the stick with magic and at her admission a warm chuckle left Percy’s lips. “Lily thinks she likes long runs, but to be honest she usually gets bored if its thrown to far.” Although right now Lily’s short legs were definitely keeping up with Dora. Lily wound around her new friend’s legs as the two of them returned to their owners, happy despite not having caught her quarry.

Taking the stick Percy tossed it a decent distance away and the dogs were off again. He’d been playing such games since his boyhood and knew that he could throw quite some distance. This time he kept his eyes on Dora. “You know, I think you might be right.” He admitted as Dora again made it to the stick first. “There may be some herder in her.” Lily yapped as the two of them raced back and he chuckled. “It appears they are becoming friends.” He told Miss Beauregard as he handed her the stick.