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Originally Posted by Shanners ... She wasn't fussed about her shoe? Who was this woman and where had she been all of Eliora's dog-walking life?! No one approved when Rockwell went to the toilet on their footwear or one of her children got a chocolate hand print on something or someone. "I suppose charming could desrcibe him, yes." And just for the nice words, Eliora blew Rockwell (and his business over there) a kiss. "Yes. Rockwell. Rocky, or Princess." Her children.... and she, were always interested in dressing their male dog up as a princess. Halloween was always fun. Eliora whistled to get the small dog to come back over to her, and their new friend. "Say hello, Rocky." "Do you have one? She looked around for another dog nearby. Laughing softly, Kiera waited until the dog had finished before scooting a little closer and extending her hand for him to sniff and get to know her better. "I think it is a perfectly lovely way to describe him," she cooed, looking into his big soft doggy eyes.
"Princess? That would explain the tutu, I suppose." Following the dog to his master, Kiera nervously tucked a few strands of her blonde hair behind her ear and blushed. There had been a sufficient creature barrier until now, something she had not considered when she had so eagerly followed the dog just now to offer him a few good scratches behind the ear, so she now found herself more than a little tongue tied.
Eyes on the dog, she knelt down and offered her hand once more to the precious thing and shook her head in reply. No, no dog of her own.
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