Barrow Fields they guarded her from all her enemies

he was so preoccupied with the demons that troubled him that he scarce saw sirio until the male was upon him. ingram spooked in place, ears whipped forward in surprise -- and then his ears folded back as he realized the male approaching carried no semblance of aggression in his tread. for a few brief seconds, he sized up the creature -- large, but fairly gaunt -- cream doused in charcoal tips, and a quirked expression that suggested polite interest over vitriol.

attempting to lighten the mood, ingram's tail swayed and he called towards him: "oi! whatcha doing?"