[The Maltese, Silvia, catches the first whiff of him.
She stops chasing the big mutt (Bruno) and freezes, every fiber of her tiny, ten-pound body quivering with this new smell. Or, no, not a totally a new smell--it smells a little like her new whiny friend who takes her for walks! And also, fish. Her butt waggles with unrestrained excitement.
And she's off, yipping twice, to Bruno's confusion. Pilar, the Dalmatian, also finds herself stymied for a moment, but suddenly she's bounding towards Noctis, too, ready to make new friends. Poor, slow Bruno decides he won't be left out, either. Boofing like a champ, he follows his quicker friends towards Noct and away from Prompto, who, for the moment, only turns his head to see what's going on and whether he needs to chase them.]
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She stops chasing the big mutt (Bruno) and freezes, every fiber of her tiny, ten-pound body quivering with this new smell. Or, no, not a totally a new smell--it smells a little like her new whiny friend who takes her for walks! And also, fish. Her butt waggles with unrestrained excitement.
And she's off, yipping twice, to Bruno's confusion. Pilar, the Dalmatian, also finds herself stymied for a moment, but suddenly she's bounding towards Noctis, too, ready to make new friends. Poor, slow Bruno decides he won't be left out, either. Boofing like a champ, he follows his quicker friends towards Noct and away from Prompto, who, for the moment, only turns his head to see what's going on and whether he needs to chase them.]