Herbalists' Cache it was his last day on the force

He stood somewhere in the distance, staring at the golden form that laid upon the earth like a fallen god. His head did not ache as much as it used to and yet...he struggled to recall why they looked so familiar. Why there was a feeling in the pit of his stomach that was warm.

His large shaggy form approached the gold-kissed male slowly. Each step was careful and precise. He wanted to be close enough to be seen but he did not want to intrude. When he felt that he was within eyeshot he let out a low woof to announce his presence — if he had not already been noticed.