Not too far off from the docks Dimitri crouched on the beach and patted a patch of sand down firmly with his large hands. The slayer had more or less completed the rounds of his designated "sector" for the night and after sounding the all clear was taking the opportunity to get in some much needed training for his companion. The yound adult stood and walked a few yards away before whistling loudly and waiting for the telltale yips of the excitable ridgeback pup that came bounding up the beach towards him. He smiled for a moment as the dog ran in circles around his legs, but swiftly put an end to Brutus' antics with a snap of his fingers. The dog stopped almost immediately and sat at Dimitri's feet, awaiting the two words that accompanied his favorite game,  "[b]Brutus, search.[/b]". The dog was off like a rocket before Dimitri could even finish speaking, sniffing around the beach for signs of his target. It took a few minutes, but Brutus eventually located and dug up the first of seven sticks that Dimitri had wrapped in dried wendigo skin, much to the slayer's approval. 

Brutus got as far as three sticks before Dimitri's bluetooth began to beep in his ear. Dimitri's hand shot up to the device and pressed it further into his ear as he listened to Damian mention his discovery of the ghouls. It wasn't very often that someone requested backup, even less so that a request was made for more than one person to arrive, "[b]Now when you say a lot of them, how many ghouls are we talking here? [/b]". Dimitri didn't bother to wait for answer before he spoke up again, "[b]I'm in route now. Try not to get eaten before I get there.[/b]" He grunted before taking his hand away from the bluetooth and whistling to catch Brutus' attention. The pup stopped sniffing away at the sand and looked up at Dimitri expectantly, "[b]Looks like we'll have to come back for the rest next time. Come on boy, car.[/b]". A short bark of response and the pair were making a beeline for Dimitri's jeep which sit further up the beach. It didn't take long to reach, though getting the wiggling dog to sit still in the car long enough to safely pull his weapons from the back did take a bit longer than Dimitri would have liked, in the end though Dimitri was blazing his way up the beach with his weapons in the passenger seat, his dog in the back seat, and a have grin on his face.