[With her keen hearing, she's able to track him down rather quickly. Ammy skids to a stop in front of him, wagging her tail furiously and barking excitedly.]
[She blinks. Oh. Yes, that was her, she's sorry 8C Ammy decides to bump her nose into his hand in greeting anyways. And maybe because she'd like that bone, too.]
[She whines happily, her tail lashing from side to side in her contentment. Scratches were veeeery nice.
When he pauses, Ammy looks up, blinking curiously. Well, it didn't matter to her, really. She had many names. But if he was talking about what she was, then that depended on if he could see her discus on her back or not.]
Oh, what does it matter? Who's a good girl You are-- yes you are, yes you are-! [Clearly he loves dogs way too much; he did adore Dog a lot more than Morrigan anyways back in camp or wherever they went.
Alistair looks to her back and gives a thoughtful sound.]
[Her tail goes from lashing happily to just straight thumping, because that felt so nice.
She perks up when he notices her discus, turning on her side so he could inspect it better. It's a flaming thing, yeah, so you might not want to touch it.]
[She shakes her head before cheerfully placing her paws on his shoulders and giving him a big ol' lick on the face. He deserves her gratitude for being able to see it.]
Come out, come out, wherever you are! Uncle Alistair's got a nice big, juicy bone with your name on it!
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Oh... [Try not to look TOO disappointed, Alistair...] You're not Dog. I could have sworn I heard Dog, or perhaps that was you.
You all sound the same, barking, yipping, all that wonderful... dog-like... stuff...
[Clears his throat.]
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Alistair puts his hand to the top of her head, scratching behind her ears, hoping she doesn't bite his fingers off.]
Who's a good girl, hm? Who's a good girl? [Cooing, and then pauses.] Wait-- I don't even know what you are? Does that even matter with dogs?
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When he pauses, Ammy looks up, blinking curiously. Well, it didn't matter to her, really. She had many names. But if he was talking about what she was, then that depended on if he could see her discus on her back or not.]
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Alistair looks to her back and gives a thoughtful sound.]
What's that?
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She perks up when he notices her discus, turning on her side so he could inspect it better. It's a flaming thing, yeah, so you might not want to touch it.]
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It doesn't hurt, does it?
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