Some Guard Dog You Are

[Zander Brogthamon]

Zander loved having a dog. Though Whisky was large, essentially a big furry toddler, he was still a puppy. He was rambunctious and horribly curious. There were far too many times the redhead had to chase him down into a ditch or open field as he chased after an unsuspecting bird or squirrel. Still, it was better to get him out and about if he planned on having the dog join him on rounds regularly. "We're gonna put you to work, boy." He cooed sweetly to the panting pup who seemed rather distracted by a skittering leaf.

With some hesitance he set the pup on the ground. For a while he seemed to have no problem waddling obediently after his owner and simply looking around. That is until he decided to barrel off for seemingly no reason. Zander quickly gave chase but for a ball of dense fur he was fairly quick. Of course it was also a lot easier for him to maneuver between peoples legs than it was for the redhead to get past people politely.

Suddenly the puppy bounded towards a dark haired woman with a happy bark. He jumped at her legs and wagged his tail quickly without a care. Until the sound of a sharp high pitched whistle cut through and caught his attention. "Whisky!" The dog quickly lowered his head and stopped jumping around. "Leave the lovely lady alone, you naughty dog."

Devinia Nesrin

[Devinia Nesrin]

Devinia was out and about, a basket on her arm and a book in her hand; ok it was more of a thin booklet that held fashion advice inside it. She had been out of touch with fashion in her home country for a while and given that she wore something rather different all the time, she wanted to be more in tune while she was here at least.

While reading, she had stepped off to the side so as to not block the path, her finger tapping her chin for a moment before a dark fluffy blur caught her out of the corner of her eyes but before she knew it a rather large dog?Puppy? Animal of fluffy proportions was bouncing and jumping at her.

Normally, this would have bothered her a little but the look on the happy dogs face had her laughing a little at the antics as his owner ran up to them and called for him to sit, "It's alright, no harm done, maybe took five years off of me though." she told the man with a little chuckle as she put the booklet away in her basket and crouched down gracefully to get eye level with the pup, "Now young sir, it is not polite to jump on a lady, why if I didn't have a good footing you could have knocked me down," she told the pup, a very gentle scolding in her tone but there was a smile on her face.

"Can I pet him? He is absolutely marvelous- even if he did scare me half to death." she told the young man as she would just hold her hand out for the dog to sniff. 

[Zander Brogthamon]

As the woman scolded him as well Whisky still wagged his tail happily. "Toddlers, they never listen." He stated with a chuckle. When asked if she could pet him Zander motioned for her to go ahead. While he'd normally keep the dog on a leash while in public he'd wanted Whisky to learn how to be off leash so he could easily go on patrols when he was older. Though it was obviously still a work in progress.

Whisky sniffed at her offered hand curiously before giving her a friendly lick and wiggling happily. "He's too friendly for his own good." He said with a soft laugh before hooking the leash back to his collar that was hidden under all his fluff.

"Where are my manners? I'm Zander by the way. This rambunctious ball of fluff is Whisky. It's a pleasure to meet you." He said with a small bow.

[Devinia Nesrin]

"They never do, you need to give them a couple of years I believe," she told him with a smile. With the go ahead, she started to pet the fluffy thing, rubbing behind hind his head. Realizing two hands is better then one, she set her basket down and would rub under his chin, "You are just learning still huh? Keeping your dad on his toes?" she asked, not even hiding the teasing in her tone as it was a puppy, she couldn't help it.

"How big will he get?" she asked and was then amazed that there was a collar under all that fluff. She smiled and let him lick her hand or face, she didn't care she was rather easy going when it came to something like this.

"Oh mine are just as absent so it's alright. I'm Devinia, it's a pleasure to meet you and you to Whisky," she told him, smiling at the young man, "So, is he the future guard dog of our lovely city?" she asked while continuing to pepper the pup with affection.

[Zander Brogthamon]

"Far too big." He said with a chuckle. The memory of Whiskys father antagonizing his boyfriend like a small bear made him smile. Given that he assumed the puppy was already roughly forty pounds he couldn't imagine just how much he'd weigh in a year. "I believe he's around forty pounds right now."

When asked if he would be the future guard dog for the city Zander nodded. "That's the plan though at the moment he's not much of a guard dog." Whisky seemed more intent to attack people with kisses and beg for their attention as opposed to showing aggression or intimidation. Which as adorable as that was it wasn't very conducive to what he was needed for.

"We'll get there eventually. Won't we, buddy?" Zander reached down to pet the dog on the head who looked up at him panting happily.

[Devinia Nesrin]

Devinias' eyes went wide, no wonder she was about knocked on her arse! This was a rather large puppy and he was bound to get massive, "You are going to be a fluffy monster aren't you? I hope you have a good brush because I feel like he would shed enough to stuff four queen sized beds at each go," she told him with a little chuckle.

"No, more of a lover than a fighter right now I believe," she told him with a sad nod but it wasn't overly sad with the smile on her face as she gently rubbed the dogs head and neck, just getting lost in the fur of him.

Carefully she would stand up, brushing off the soft pale purple satin of her skirt as she smiled at the dog, "Oh I imagine so, I have to say that is the best way to break the ice and meet new people," She told him, her tone still rather light hearted and easy going thanks to the fluff attack. She would reach into her basket and pull out an apple and a pairing knife and cut off a small chunk, "May I? The dog I have when I was a girl loved apples, would steal them from the cook and make him swear up a storm that he was worse than the horse," she explained, laughing some at the memory.

[Zander Brogthamon]

"Oh we have a couple of good brushes back at home." Given how fluffy the dog was Zander was acutely afraid of him over heating and made sure to brush him every day. Whisky hadn't been such a fan of it at first but he'd grown to really like it. Though the redhead assumed he either liked it for the attention or the treats he got. To be fair having a large pup running up to people was a nice way to start conversation. There was something about a pile of fluff that made people calm. Well most people at least.

Seeing the food in her hand Whisky jumped excitedly and yipped in demand for the food. "Of course." Zander whistled to get the pups attention who snapped his head back to him and stopped jumping. "On your butt, mister."

Whisky quickly plopped on his butt and turned his attention back to the woman with food in her hand. "He's pretty smart for being so wild."

[Devinia Nesrin]

"Pretty sure while brushing you could make a whole new dog with it," she said with a little chuckle. She did always find that funny with dogs or other animals that were heavy shedders. That the amount you brushed from them could equal a whole other animal from the sheer volume alone. This was surely one way to meet people through via dog and she couldn't argue with it.

Devinia was rather impressed when he quickly listened and she would hold the apple slice out to him to crunch away, "Good boy, Whisky," she praised as he ate the apple piece while she cut up another for him that he'd only get if he stayed sitting.

"That's probably because he has a good dad showing him the ropes, smart but wild and also willing to attack strangers for attention," she said with a laugh as she gave his head another pat, "Where did you get such an incredible animal? I might have to look into my own when I start traveling to have a companion," she told him.One way or another, she would be traveling and that much she knew so having a dog wouldn't hurt.

[Zander Brogthamon]

The redhead was a bit proud to be called a 'good dad'. Having Whisky around was much like having a feisty toddler that needed constant attention and guidance. As much as his boyfriend was apprehensive about those things. "Yes, right now he's more likely to kill a criminal with kisses as opposed to actually stopping them." He stated playfully with a small chuckle. He watched the pup excitedly eat the apple slices out of her hand. His tail wagging so hard Zander was almost certain he might just fly away at any point. "Though I suppose whatever works."

The question on where Whisky was gotten from made him smile. "My...partner actually took me to get him. There's a man who lives just past the Gardens who has a whole litter of them." It would be interesting to have one of Whiskys siblings adopted by someone else. Though he wasn't really sure how many were left. He and Pearce still needed to take the pup back to see his parents soon. "I believe the breeders name was...Garren?"

Once the apple slices were gone Whisky began sniffing curiously around the womans feet. "Nosey little bugger." He stated playfully with a chuckle. "It would be interesting to see him with some of his siblings. Though they'd make a rather large traveling companion."

[Devinia Nesrin]

That would earn a little laugh from her at that, a smile on her face as she nodded to that, “Ah death by kisses…such a terrible way to go you know,” she told him with a bit of a smile at that. She would continue to pet him and feed him slices from her hand, loving this warm large ball of fur.

Giving a nod she would listen to where he told her, “Oh? Do you know if there are more left by chance?” she told him with a little smile as she gave the last piece of the apple to the pup before wiping her hands on her skirt.

A little chuckle left her at the dog sniffing around her feet now, “Well, he knows where the food is or at least he thinks he knows,” she told him with a chuckle. “True be a bit large but for a woman like myself traveling mostly alone it wouldn’t hurt to have such a large protective pup now wouldn’t it?” she would say as she gave some attention to Whiskey as she spoke, a smile on her face as she did so.

[Zander Brogthamon]

When asked if there were anymore pups left Zander thought for a moment. It had been a bit since he last went and saw the litter but there might have been some left. It wasn't very often he saw people walking around Aralore with a dog this size. "You know, I'm really not sure. I'm could certainly ask my partner to get in contact with him for you if you'd like?" Pearce hadn't exactly been much of a fan of visiting the dogs. He wasn't even really a fan of Whisky though the redhead had a sneaking suspicion he'd come around eventually. Who could stand to dislike something that sweet and fluffy?

Zander might have offered to take her there himself then but he wasn't exactly one to just pop in on strangers unannounced. Well, at least someone who was essentially a stranger anyway. "They do make wonderful guard dogs. When they decide to listen." Whisky paused and stared at the redhead as if he understood what the man had said and was deeply offended. How dare he?! With a huff in the mans direction the pup turned his attention, and goofy smile, back to the woman for more pets. "He's certainly taken a shine to you. Or he's as much of a flirt as his father is." Was he calling himself a flirt? Absolutely.

[Devinia Nesrin]

A smile rose to her lips at that as she would give a little bow of her head at that, “I would greatly appreciate that, please,” she would ask of him. It would make her feel vastly more comfortable in her future travels to have a companion that she could have trained to protect her when guards weren’t around.

That would earn a little chuckle, “That sounds like any and all puppies who just want to test the limits and do whatever they like without consequences; even if there are some,” she told him with a smile as she would go back to petting Whisky since he seemed to want more. Who was she to deny this cute pooch of some affection? No, she was happily going to give him all the attention he wanted while he was here.

Oh! A bit of pink rose to her face at that, a little giggle leaving her, “Well, he can certainly catch the hearts of anyone around that is for sure- so that must speak volumes for his father,” she told him, complimenting him in the same breath as she petted the canine.