The enormous mountain dog dwelled in the large building in almost awe at how it had been built. He had never lived in a place that copied the mechanics of human society, only staying in caves and the cold of the mountains. The aesthetics of the place was quite endearing and interesting to him, however, and he had to say that he liked it a great deal. Admiring it with a calm demeanor, he barely heard when the door opened and closed, and only noticed when a low and familiar 'woof' sounded across the room.
Ansui turned slowly and found himself looking at his black and white leader, Nayru. Noting the loose bandages and slight blood on her arm, but not judging or making assumptions, he slowly clasped his hands together and gave a low bow. "Lady Nayru," he rumbled in a deep, respectful voice. He then straightened and looked at his leader amiably, waiting for her to speak - he felt that it wasn't his place now, and that his leader may have had something to say. Deep brown eyes stared into her own, calm and warm, not judging.
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