don't ever gift pets

He hadn’t seen many, let alone wolves, sleep so fitfully, but as the red marked collie lay beside her he swore that she stilled completely. A soft smile tugged at his lips before the peace was suddenly shattered and Lucretia stood before him, much more than annoyed. He whined softly as she confronted him, and he lowered his head submissively. For a moment Bourbon debated about showing her his belly, but she seemed to finally see the huge bow on his neck and at least recognize her sister’s scent upon him.

She addressed him more directly, her eyes a bit less harsh than they had been. ”Lady Lucretia, my most humble apologies.” He offered quietly as he shifted himself into a low bow. ”Her Royal Highness’s command was not to wake you.” His ears pinned back and his icy blue gaze remained on the floor. ”She sends me as a gift to her sister who is most dear.” He didn’t lift himself from his bow, but awaited his mistress’s next command.