Stavanger Bay fade

This response was rather strange, Saucy’s brows furrowed as she followed his paw to his throat. For a second she wondered if he was choking, but then realized that was some crack shit, and he was definitely not choking. She came to the conclusion that he just couldn’t talk, and after a moment of contemplation her head tipped up and down slowly. Oh, my bad, we don’t have to talk then, she said with a friendly smile, similar to his own.

She took a few more steps towards him then glanced at his face, to see if he objected any. She sniffed at him, then nudged his shoulder with her black nose, urging him to get up. She thought maybe they could walk together, it would give them something to do. She could do silence, but only when some other part of her body was in motion instead. Sitting still was not her strong suit.