[As Pyro headed to the back of the store to look at collars, Sniper stayed where he was, chatting quietly with the pup in the crook of his arm just below an audible level. A laugh escaped him- low, but genuine- as the puppy nipped at his nose. It had been too long since he'd had a dog of his own.
Not that this was his dog, of course. He was Pyro's dog, as evidenced by his name. She called to them, holding out a collar that made her ownership all the more appropriate.]
S'perfect. Ain't it, pup?
[The dog nudged at his face again- he tried not to let his enjoyment show, but it was clear the dog put him at peace on some deeper level.]
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Date: 2012-01-29 06:26 am (UTC)Not that this was his dog, of course. He was Pyro's dog, as evidenced by his name. She called to them, holding out a collar that made her ownership all the more appropriate.]
S'perfect. Ain't it, pup?
[The dog nudged at his face again- he tried not to let his enjoyment show, but it was clear the dog put him at peace on some deeper level.]