Otatso Wetlands What a wonderful world

Fang seemed just as shocked and confused by Bazi's reaction as she was by his.. everything. To his credit, each and every prejudice she flung at him was handled with patience, like an experienced carer calming an agitated Alzheimer's patient. The woefully uninformed Beta's nostrils flared as she drew breath and let it out again, slowly, calming her fluttering heart.

Domestic dog, she repeated to herself, forgiving Fang his ill-concealed mirth - there were still important questions to ask.

"Alright. I believe you." Sort of, anyway. She would scrub herself in the river afterwards, just to make sure. "What does a dog look like?" Evidently nothing like a coyote, given his reaction to her previous guess. Bazi stayed where she was, but lowered herself into a sit to show that she was willing to hear him out about this 'dog' business.