Kyla: "Shut it."

After the door was secure, Kyla turned on the lights. Spencer gasped. Sitting in the middle of the room, on a huge pillow,was a sining black pitbull, and a sleek grey cat. The pitbull had itself curled around a litter of puppies.

Spencer: "Awwwwwww! Kyla they’re so-"

Kyla: "Don’t. Even. Say. It."

Spencer: "Oh, right. She’s probably a fighter right?"

Kyla: "The best one I have. Aint that right Simba?"

The black dog barked loudly.

Spencer: "Is that a…a boy dog?"

Kyla: "Yep, Georga got killed the other day. I shot her."

Spencer: "Well that was blunt."

Kyla: "She was killing her puppies. Didn’t like them sucking on her I guess. Bottom line, dog went crazy."

Spencer: "Don’t you think that’s kinda-"

Kyla: "Don’t got time to be takin dogs to the doctor. Besides, she was a bad fighter. I just bred her cause she made the best damn fighters I’ve ever seen."

Spencer: "He’s awful calm.."

Kyla: "yeah but he has a real bad temper if ya touch one of them.."

Spencer: "How does the cat-"

Kyla: "Enough talk."

She whistled really loud, Simba stood up on his legs and walked towards Kyla like a shy little sheep.

Spencer: "He doesn’t look like he-"

Kyla: "Grab one of the puppies. I’ll hold him back."

Kyla latched onto Simba’s collar with both hands and opened the door.

Kyla: "Do it!"

Spencer went over to the dog bed and picked up a spotted puppy. It squirmed around in her hand and made squealing noises. Simba went absolutely crazy.

Simba: "WOOOOF WOOF WOOOF WOOOF WOOOF WOOF WOOF!!!!!!

Kyla: "Come on boy! You want him back?! Come on fight for him!"

Spencer: "Kyla-"

Kyla ignored her.

Kyla: "Come on Simba! Come on fight for him!"

Kyla led the massive dog out the door, Spencer put the puppy back in the litter and followed them. Spencer found a open spot around the caged ring and watched Kyla hold back Simba, while on the other side of the ring was a huge doberman pinscher. Spencer turned away when they let the dogs loose, her eyes didn’t see what happened,but her ears heard very well. Spencer turned her head and looked. Simba was ripping apart a already dead dog. Kyla went in and pulled him off before he did any more damage. The dead dog’s owner came in and dragged him out. People were still amazed at what just happened.

Later….

Spencer looked at fight, after fight. Every one seemed to be more gruesome than the last. Nothing prepared her for the fight that ended in a beating. Spencer went into the basement along with everyone else, everything seemed fine. The dogs owners were covering the dogs in baby oil, baby powder, and then bandadged them up. All of the dogs were quiet as they were put in their cages and went to sleep. All but one. She was a new one, a rottweiler who just started fighting. Kyla put a leash on her and walked her outside. Of course, Spencer followed. She really wished she hadn’t. Kyla tied the dog up to a tree and picked up a stick.

Spencer: "what are you-"

Kyla brought the stick down hard on the doberman’s back. She screamed in pain and cowered up against the tree.

Spencer: "Kyla what are you doing!!!"

Kyla: "Shut up Spencer! Frollo! Bite back ya stupid bitch!"

She hit the dog in the legs, she fell to the ground, and whimpered.

Spencer: "KYLA STOP!"

Kyla: "SHUT UP CARLIN! BITE BACK! DON’T COWER!"

She hit the dog again, this time, Frollo made a very distinctive growl.

Kyla: "Good. Come on, bite it. Take it, no one can hurt you."

She tried to hit Frollo in the face, but she viciously attacked it. Even after Kyla took it away, she kept her teeth bared and stood her ground.

Spencer: "Why did you do that?"

The words came out in a whisper.

Kyla: "My dogs are champions Spencer. This is how they know. Nobody can touch them, not even me. In their eyes, they own everything, and everyone. Pshychology Spencer. You gotta know what to say to them. now, come on."

Kyla started to walk away.

Spencer: "what about Frollo?"

Kyla: "She stays out here tonight. It’ll make her body hard."

Spencer’s took another look at Frollo.

Spencer: "You and me both."