(OH YEAH HE HAS A COLLAR. Just so specify)
The dog would squeak upon being picked up. He felt like.. 2 pounds. And so fucking tiny. WHAT WAS THIS.
His fur slightly pricked, looking at the maven in black and white (Dog vision)
He gave a shrilly bark. HE WAS NO LOST AT ALL.
'My, Aren't you a loud one?' She smiled down at him. 'Now let's see..' Sona leaned forward. 'Your name is Dr- Drarven?' She smiled, not knowing that she was reading it incorrectly. 'Hey, you know — That's the name of my boyfri—' Sona paused herself and looked down a bit with a sigh. She could only wish that he was her boyfriend. 'My friend.' She scratched behind the small dog's ear with a small smile. 'Hey! Maybe he knows who your owner is!'
Draven glanced at her. Sorta making these wide eyes just for a second at the name she almost gave him. Boyfriend?
Oh my…
Draven looked down… That was.. Kind of cute.
Maybe he could talk about this to her another time when he was human.. Right now maybe trying to get her to say his name right will be big enough voice.
The dog barked, shaking his head at the name. How could he tell her he was god damn Draven!! Um, s a hasty plan, he jumped from her arms and began to pick stuff up in his mouth, throwing it… Yknow… His axes…
this was a shitty plan