Stavanger Bay briskly venture, briskly roam

Junior was about to say something else, but suddenly gagged. Ollie's eyes widened in fear. Was she sick? "'ey, 're ya ok ma-" As soon as she started speaking, the young dusty-black pup threw up, right on the ground. The ash-furred waif jumped back, exclaiming in disgust. "Ewww...!"

To her confusion, Junior recovered quickly and bounced up. She at first wanted to go on a "venture", but stopped, saying that she had to stay close. Instead, the strange pup offered to play a game instead. "U-um, sure. Wot game?" Ollie said uncertainly. She hadn't played a game in a very long time. Most of her childhood was spent hustling and trying to survive.