Blackfoot Forest My feet know the path of life

Once the dog broke his trance, Minion realized that she had come closer, and was completely disrespecting the idea of personal space. Even though most dogs wouldn't consider the space between them short enough to be considered an evasion, Minion wasn't like most dogs. He awkwardly shuffled about a foot away. Then, he had to answer a question. What did this dog expect of him?! "Sure..." Minion quietly said. He would also leave splitting up the rabbit to her.

His previous suicidal thought flitted through his mind once more. But this time, he voiced it. "Would you like to kill me?" Not only was the question unexpected and awkward, but his voice sounded weird and scratchy from not being in use for so long.