don't ever gift pets

Bourbon felt his ears pull back as she decided on how he should address her. The collie nodded once as she stretched, ”yes, my Lady.” He would call her whatever she pleased, Bourbon still felt the excitement of this turn of fate. He felt like he had found his purpose, and he felt himself looking forward to serving his master. ”This is not your den?” He asked curiously, wondering how she might take such bold questioning from him. It wasn't so deep he pried, but was a good test.

He followed after her as she motioned for him, having gotten a head start the dog didn’t hesitate to sprint forward and out into the sunlight. He felt himself let a little too loose as his tongue lolled from his mouth and his tail wagged majestically at his hips. His bright blue eyes sparkled as he kept up with Lucretia. His gait was not as fast but he had plenty of energy to lope along beside her for as long as she wished to walk. Though he knew the den would arrive sooner than he liked.