Darting forward, Tobi snuffles her nose in Finn's palms, as if wanting it enough would make it appear. Up his sleeves, maybe? Was that where the ball was? The dog whines, her tail wagging less dramatically now as all of her hopes and dreams seem to be crumbling. Her lips part slightly to reveal a set of very white lower teeth, as she whines a long and horribly sad note.
Finn retreats to the cupboard—for bones? another innuendo Finn might reach for, if only he had the mind for it—and emerges with a roll of bandages. Lowering her head, her ears flicking back uncertainly, Tobi whines as her tail wags between her legs. Was he going to make that into a leash? Was she a bad dog?
But oh! Her eyes follow the bandages, and she's off! Skittering in a circle, Tobi's claws can't quite find purchase on the shiny near-linoleum flooring, leaving her looking as though she's running in place. Eventually she does make some headway, catching up to the bandages, and then overshooting them. Barking her joyful frustration, Tobi doubles back, grabs the cloth in her mouth, and proudly trots back to Finn with her tail held high.
Dropping the roll at his feet, she drops her head toward the floor, hind-end wiggling.
Finn retreats to the cupboard—for bones? another innuendo Finn might reach for, if only he had the mind for it—and emerges with a roll of bandages. Lowering her head, her ears flicking back uncertainly, Tobi whines as her tail wags between her legs. Was he going to make that into a leash? Was she a bad dog?
But oh! Her eyes follow the bandages, and she's off! Skittering in a circle, Tobi's claws can't quite find purchase on the shiny near-linoleum flooring, leaving her looking as though she's running in place. Eventually she does make some headway, catching up to the bandages, and then overshooting them. Barking her joyful frustration, Tobi doubles back, grabs the cloth in her mouth, and proudly trots back to Finn with her tail held high.
Dropping the roll at his feet, she drops her head toward the floor, hind-end wiggling.
