Los perros valiosos

Previously

…The Golden Bone felt a little closer, but the journey, he knew, was far from over. The river had tested them, and they had, for the most part, passed. But a new shadow of unease lingered – the memory of Rusty’s terrified yelp, and the knowledge that their journey was fraught with unseen dangers. He nudged Luna with his head, a silent acknowledgment of her quick thinking. He looked at Rusty, who was still shaking slightly but already eyeing a promising-looking patch of grass. And he looked at Pip, her small body radiating an unshakeable optimism. They were a team, and they would face whatever came next, together. He let out a small, hopeful woof, a promise to himself and to them.