The sound of soft pads on the earth caught his attention, and his ears swiveled at the sound, and he turned at the same moment that she spoke. He took a moment to examine her, having never seen the mite before. Who had pups in Ashen? He wasn’t sure, and he lifted his nose to her, fangs tilting to the side as he took a few sniffs of the air above her head. He didn’t move any closer, letting her keep the comfortable distance between ehr tiny pup self, and the colossal giant. Hannibal? he recognised the scent, but hadn’t known the man had children of his own.
That would make this little Miss a Klein, and therefore one of his betters. He lowered himself to the ground, kneeling on his front legs so that he was short enough to look her eye to eye, before lowering his head in a polite bow. “I am, Little Grace. I’m afraid I don’t know your name?” he asked politely, offering the little pup a gentle smile with the words.
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