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her bark broke his hardened investigator persona, and got him giggling so ferociously the man needed lean against his friend's leg for support.

and when the final truth was out, gucci froze. 

he remained stiff as a generously-stuffed taxidermy project, still from ears to tail. wide eyes stared at nothing.

then, the pupils rolled within their irises, and came to look the young woman in the face.

"NAL-AH!"

prancing and yipping and his tail wagging and dogtag tinkling, gucci bounced up to nala's foreleg as if attempting to scale the height of her, his tongue threateningly poking in the direction of her perfect, fuzzy face.

"oh that is most best beautiful news ya could'vah shared! oh, oh this shall be such joyous spring!"