Viking froze as the stern voice of Blood firmly gripped his senses. The sombre expression which accompanied his tone struck a certain fear of what was to come in the puppy. His ears drooped low as the bigger shepherd approached him.D-Singer wrote:Blood's head tilted as he watched Viking excitedly run out the door, after so naïvely making his claim to be ‘just like him’.
The big shepherd sighed through his patched up nose. There was no way he could teach that kid anything before he shook him of that crazy idea of ripping up stray dogs...
Suddenly Viking didn’t seem all that different from those rough little puppies back home who only wanted to learn how to fight. Of course Eva went out of her way to explain to him why her dog was acting so amped up. But it was already evident what she meant. She was making him responsible for her kid pet.
Blood took the card and tucked it under his collar. “I’ll take care of him. Thanks again.” He simply stated before heading out after Viking.
Now they just had to find Rav, wherever he was. Blood thought it best he clarified just what Viking was in for before he ran his mouth about some big, bad, guard dog teaching him to fight. Avoid any misled assumptions ahead of time...
“Viking!” He practically commanded. “Before you run off, we don’t even know where Rav is.” He also didn’t look particularly enthusiastic. “And before you get too excited...there're a few things you need to understand before I show you anything...”
Sipping her last drop of tea, Eva stood up and made her way to the front porch, worried for her little puppy. But she knew that he needed a little drilling from Blood, and only that could make Viking wake up and move on.
Viking shivered as he took in the gradual harshness of Blood. ''Huh?'' Viking whimpered.