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He wagged his tail eagerly as she mentioned a swim this evening, his floppy ears perked in answer as well. She already was easily using the term ‘we’ and he knew that she was considering him her partner, just like he wished of her. Of course he had no right to ask anything of his mistress, but if she happened to act just as he hoped it was a bonus for the dog. Bourbon explained himself briefly and she mused on his words as they walked.

”Yes, my Lady. I would walk to the ends of the earth if you asked it of me.” He pledged honestly as he tried to catch her eye to instill how serious he took his duty to her. ”Since I was a puppy, I’ve dreamed of the old ways, and having a.. partner to work alongside.” He knew this wasn’t the same thing, he was her slave he had no choice in the matter. He didn’t hold any qualm with this however, he was bred to be a tool and that was when he was happiest. Their relationship only just started, but Bourbon already held a fondness for his mistress.