Agro trotted over to the dominant shepherd, tongue lolling. He perked his ears, listening while Rogue gave orders, then nodding. "Yes Alpha." He said with a rsepectful dip of his head. Turning to the pup, he motioned him to follow. "C'mon, kid." He yipped with a subtle smirk, turning and trotting towards the old restaurant's kitchen. Once inside, he kept his head low and ears alert, cautiously nosing around. He jerked his head up as the pup leaped onto the metal counter, flinching at the sound of a groaning walker stumbling down the hallway. His muscles locked until the walker had left, then he snapped his glare to the yearling. "Keep it, down, unless you've got a deathwish, kid!" He growled, shaking his head and begining to gather food.
Denarii couldn't help but let out an exasperated sigh as Rogue killed off the last walker, but she quickly shrugged and padded over to him, making sure to keep her posture low to show she was respecting his authority. "Anything I can do, Alpha?" The Canaan dog was always eager to please.
