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any of the mercs find a borzoi dog
I had to look up what a borzoi dog was and then I immediately got meme flashbacks.
Here ya go! Hope that you enjoy~
Not bothering to lift his hat from his head he opted to ignore the youth pestering him. The sudden sound of something shuffling piked his interest.
"Snipes, please, wake up."
Making a motion to lift his hat, he only settled it further down his face.
"Oh, not cool man, so not cool."
Smirking to himself he tried to get back to sleep. The sound of Scout lingering still by his side made his skin crawl, and the shuffling grew louder. What Scout wanted now was anyone's guess. The sound of shifting feet on the soil signified that Scout was most likely shifting his weight back and forth.
'Poor bugger probably has no idea what to do.'
Lifting the side of his hat to uncover one eye, Sniper peered over at the young man.
"What's the trouble Roo?"
Scout looked over to the side of the camper and motioned over to something. The sound of light shuffling became louder. Reaching behind the camper Scout lifted whatever it was into his arms and walked towards the slightly alarmed Australian.
There in the Scout's arms was a borzoi dog. What the actual heck was a borzoi dog doing in the middle of New Mexico?!
"You sure you're not holding a spy?"
The dirty glare that Scout sent him had him reeling. Stunned into silence, Sniper lifted himself from his reclined seated position and walked over to the duo.
"Soooo, can we keep him?"
