[ hesitantly, he lowers a hand off the side of the table in offer - and, unsurprisingly, the dogs which had been quite eager to make friends with him come trotting back over, immediately assaulting him with sniffs and licks.
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... The hounds of my homeland are beasts of burden all.
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Thine intuition serves thee true.
[ he can do a lot of other things, but he's also not going to light the dogs on fire. Thankfully. Anyways! ]
Thou seemest familiar with this... kennel.
[ he still doesn't know what this is supposed to be?? he's only seen war dogs and feral hounds for the past thousand years... ]
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[ this could have been capybaras. ]
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They are of strange breeding.
[ he's never seen dogs so small... or curly. ]
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[ They're soft! ]
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...... ]
... The hounds of my homeland are beasts of burden all.
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[ As she pets a fluffy friend. Maya is definitely thriving in this environment, and thriving even more to see Messmer being assaulted with love. ]
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Working doth not exclude cherishment. Many are the knights whom gladly would give their lives for their dog.
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[ She's thrilled. ]
I bet they were good dogs.