Snow dog~

[marauderinggrim]

Characters: marauderinggrim and OPEN
Location: The park~
Time: Afternoon
Style: Whatever~
Status: OPEN THING HERE

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[... leave it to an animal to do something suitably silly and adorable enough to brighten a bad day. Natsumi snuggles a little more securely into her coat and watches the great black beast bound around in the snow for a long minute or two before she whistles -- rather poorly, actually -- for his attention, giggling a little.]

Look at you! You don't need anybody to make things exciting for you, huh?

[marauderinggrim]

[Sirius stopped his frolicking and looked over, wagging. He didn't know her, but, she seemed nice, so he trotted over and sat near her, still wagging away his happiness.]

[gotapoint]

[Well, at least he seems as friendly as he looks. There's a pause before she pulls a hand out of her coat pocket, extending it for him to smell if he'd like rather than going ahead and petting him.]

It must be nice.

[marauderinggrim]

[He sniffed her hand, curious, but, also knowing it's what she expected. However, at the 'it must be nice' comment, he gave her a confused look, cocking his head to the side.

What did she mean by that?]

[gotapoint]

[She moves her hand, curling her fingers so she can scratch behind one of his ears and crouches down to his level.]

A dog doesn't have much to worry about. You're perfectly happy just jumping around in the snow.

[marauderinggrim]

[Even if he could speak, he couldn't argue with that. It was one of his favorite things about being a dog. In a show of sympathy, he licked her now-closer face, gently.]

[gotapoint]

[Natsumi jumps, a bit startled, but she does manage a laugh, reaching up to rub at the spot with her sleeve.] How sweet.

But I'm guessing you'd rather have a playmate than a mopey girl, huh? [She reaches down to pull together enough snow for a little snowball.] I don't suppose snow is much good for fetch, but you can probably still catch, right?

[marauderinggrim]

[He wags his tail and bounds back a bit, waiting for her to throw the snow. Not quite the same as a stick, but it could be fun anyway.]

[gotapoint]

[She packs the snow into a ball -- not too big, in case the dog misses and catches it with his face rather than his mouth. When she throws it, she does it in a high arc, so he'll have time to get to it.]