Stavanger Bay Mummified my teenage dreams

A derisive snort issued forth from her narrow muzzle as the small puppy attempted to mimic her -- Caiaphas instantly retracted as if struck by some sense of repugnance.

But the distance between them was short-lived - Caiaphas was inwardly absolutely delighted the puppy was far too young to have developed any sense of danger. The unrestrained smile that engulfed his slate muzzle seemed to testify this thought -- and Caiaphas surmised that at such a young age he had yet to experience anything negative save for infant discomforts.

She tilted her head to the side, pulling close so that he was now directly beneath her as if she were shielding him from the elements. "Are you even old enough to know your name?" She asked somewhat coldly, her muzzle brought down to his level to peer inquiringly at him.