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The next voice he heard came from behind him; Kindle spun around, one paw sliding off the edge of the cliff in the process. That was two heart attacks caused by the rude ass that'd snuck up on him. He was bristling already, a snarl on his lips when he realized it was just a pup.

Or... was it?

Kindle's mouth slacked, but his brow furrowed as he took in the odd creature that stood before him. He was confused by it until it spoke the word: dog. Then his expression cleared, and with his annoyance forgotten, he took a few steps closer, advancing on the odd little creature.

"You're a dog?" he asked, marveling. "Me too! Or, well — I am a wolf, but my grandmother was... well, she was a wolfdog, not a full dog. But I've got dog blood. A little. Somewhere in me."

His tail spun. Speaking of tails: Kindle took a particular interest in the dog's. When he spoke, it was to that fluffy tail as he gazed over the dog's head.

"My name's Kindle," he said. "What's yours?"