Posted by Caleb on November 5, 2009, 2:03 am, in reply to "0o-Gray Sheep-o0"
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The dog watched her jump inside with an almost fatherly sort of approval. Fatherly was a good descriptive term for Caleb. He just cared. Sometimes too much. As Windigo often accused him of being smothering. During such arguments Caleb protested he just didn't want to see his son get hurt. It was an ongoing argument, and endless battle.
After a moment's pause to clean fish scales from his blunt muzzle he followed her inside, just intime to catch her remark.
"Aye.. T'is grand. Wasn't always so.. We've made several improvements. The boy and I are nay pixies." He chuckled gruffly.
It was true. Caleb, with his deep chest, long back, and wide paws easily topped 100 pounds, and that was more than just his fluffy dirty ivory coat.
"So lass, how do ya come to be wandering on the banks of the river like a lost lil lamb? Pardon me noticing, but ya seem to lack the feel for livin' on your own. Are ya in trouble of some kind?" his deep golden eyes lit with concern, and his folded ears thrust forward anxiously.
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