It hits her in the head and she stares up at it with both eyes as the blade wobbles in the bone and then drops to the ground. She gives a whining yawn and then starts chewing at her new toy with a curious growl. Is it magic? Or just something to play ‘fetch’ with? Should she flick it back? He seems- familiar. She picks up the knife in her teeth and trots over to him, flopping gracelessly on her haunches and staring up at him once she’s reached his feet.
It was sickeningly…adorable, and though his stomach flipped at its stench, he could not help but stare at the playful creature at his feet, bringing the knife to him much like his old pup Lupa did. Curiously, he picked up the weapon and flung it down the alley, shoving his hands into his pockets.
