[Normally Eustace doesn't think any dog is a bad dog BUT THIS MIGHT BE AN EXCEPTION. He manages to grab the dog and pick it up before it reaches the poor guy, holding it up high as he stares hard at it. Not a glare, but more of a commanding alpha dog stare.]
I told you, you're not allowed to do that. He's a person, not a meal.
[Sorry, Fenton.
The small dog is D E F I A N T...for like three seconds, but Eustace's intimidating aura is more than it can handle. When it starts to curl up and whine, there's a very difficult feeling before he relaxes and holds the dog in his arms, stroking his head.]
C'mon, apologize.
[That's to the dog, of course. He glances at Fenton before he slowly approaches, the dog staring at Fenton before it wags its tail a little.]
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alpha dogstare.]I told you, you're not allowed to do that. He's a person, not a meal.
[Sorry, Fenton.
The small dog is D E F I A N T...for like three seconds, but Eustace's intimidating aura is more than it can handle. When it starts to curl up and whine, there's a very difficult feeling before he relaxes and holds the dog in his arms, stroking his head.]
C'mon, apologize.
[That's to the dog, of course. He glances at Fenton before he slowly approaches, the dog staring at Fenton before it wags its tail a little.]