Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25686329-20150610231734/@comment-26208189-20150613080418

She stood and brushed herself up. "Why thank you," she said, "But I didn't need your help. And I royally didn't want it."

She then heard the Yankee say something about the dog liking her. "Well thanks, Detective." She crouched a bit, to whatber height she could reach to level with the dog. "Who's a good dog?" She said in a rather chirpy singsong voice, "Who's a good dog?" Detective lay down and curled over to reveal his underside, maybe so Nicole could pet it.

That was exactly what she did. "Yes you are!" She said as the dog continued to wag its tail. "Yes you are..."

Nicole heard a statement of greyhounds not being his taste. "Well thank Grimm I'm not your taste." ((woop woop double meaning))

Shw looked up at her two dogs and eyed the silvery one warily, "Why the spell did you push me?" Then she looked at the golden one, "And why didn't you stop your sister for pushing me?" Oh, whatever after! She raised her arms up, "Come here, you two mangy mutts!"

Before jumping, Templar nudged Crusade off the ledge because even he doubted that the dog would dare jump. Nicole caught her greyhound with no surprise. Nicole set down Crusade to prepare and catch Templar. Yet again, she did.

After setting her down, Crusade curled up into a ball just under the spot were the sun shone warmest. "Honestly," Nicole said to her, "I'm realy wondering if you are a cat."

Then the Yankee spoke again, just to break the thin layer of glass that was between them both.

Templar would never truly run into an area withpur being welcome, so he yipped, ran in a circle than ran to the end of the hallway as soon as the Yankee said the word.

Nicole turned to the Yankee, just to explain, "He probably smells something good in there. I don't even know why. This place reeks of American."

''Speaking of American, Riley Van Winkle from Washington is probably undergoing work. Idk of I'll ever get to making her.''