Who: Coop and Jasper (and Tripper)
When: Mid-Morning
Where: Jasper's lean-to
What: The dogs attack the camp
Coop had been taking Tripper a little ways away from camp to find an acceptable place for him to relieve himself when she heard them. Rather, Tripper heard them and tensed up immediately. From the quivering uncertainty, Coop half expected to see laughers rushing the far shore but no, not at all. The shapes were far more familiar, sleek bodies and bunching muscle spurring on their speedy way. Half a dozen or more furred, barking bodies snapped at each other's heels as they cavorted down the beach toward the camp. "Oh...oh shit, Tripper." She nudged his shoulder to break him out of his anxious freeze. "C'mon buddy!" She gathered up her long skirt and knotted it up between her legs and around her thighs. The result was a set of ridiculous looking puffy bloomers but she didn't much care at the moment. It allowed her to
run across the sand without getting caught up in her long dress. "Hey!" she called as she reached the camp. "Everyone, there's dogs on the island!" And what's more, they weren't too far behind her.
Jasper had been sitting on a nice rock that had another nice rock that she could rest her leg on. It wasn't far from the lean-to, and Jasper was just relieved to get the hell out of there that even a few steps away was a
Really Big Deal. With capital letters. The kids had brought her some of the randomest things she could possibly imagine. There was a tab from a bread bag, some blades of very broad grass, a mussel shell, all sorts of stuff. While she had no idea what to do with the tab or shell, she'd been teaching Ash and Corbin how to use the grass to make quacking sounds. Ashwin enjoyed the attempts at making the soundmaker, but Corbin was too little to do it or something, and was having a grand time just listening to the sounds alone.
She looked up when Coop, she thought it was Coop but she wasn't really sure of the woman's name, came running and calling, and Jasper suddenly thought how nice it would be if there was, say, a horn or or a bell or something that everyone would be able to hear. But at the words 'dogs', Ashwin looked very deeply concerned. Taking that as a hint, Jasper did her odd scuttling-crawling thing that wouldn't damage her leg even more, herding the kids into the lean-to where there was at least a very small measure of protection, taking a wickedly sharp couple of sticks with her. She'd learned a good lesson about the uses of sticks when they saved her life before. Jasper knew better than to not have them now.
( Where Did They Come From? )