Everest
Though most dogs when spoken to like this give the approximation of thoughtfully listening, Mateo can be sure that Ever does understand despite how his dark blue eyes stare back a touch mistrustfully. Looking from the botanist to the ball, the shepherd gives a huff as the fuzz is removed from his muzzle before whisper-barking in firm disagreement.
Ears perked, the shepherd tilts his head comically to the side and looks expectantly at his friend as if he might produce said clothes on the spot. When he fails to do so, Ever contents himself briefly with ear scritches before he's suddenly off like a shot. Leaping over Mateo with the sort of grace and bodily control he certainly didn't possess as a man, the shepherd is barking loudly in swift pursuit of a blink hare who has either wandered out of its exhibit or has just wandered into the Celestine of its own accord.
Ears perked, the shepherd tilts his head comically to the side and looks expectantly at his friend as if he might produce said clothes on the spot. When he fails to do so, Ever contents himself briefly with ear scritches before he's suddenly off like a shot. Leaping over Mateo with the sort of grace and bodily control he certainly didn't possess as a man, the shepherd is barking loudly in swift pursuit of a blink hare who has either wandered out of its exhibit or has just wandered into the Celestine of its own accord.
If I told you that you'd do nothing with it
I'd still be that cigarette that you couldn't finish
I'd still be that cigarette that you couldn't finish
