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[ There are two brown puppies eating a Christmas pudding off the floor when the camera activates, little tails wagging as they trip over paws that they have yet to grow into. Their muzzles are oddly long even now, but they're not quite as bulky as they will be -- not yet.

A quiet chuckle from behind the locket reveals, to those who may have heard it, the surprising owner of the pups -- the Outsider. The smaller of the pups looks up from the pudding at the sound and scampers over, whining and pawing at his legs until the Outsider bends down to scoop the little one up. The locket, which is floating in midair via magic, is pushed back -- just in time for any viewers to watch as the pup attempts to burrow into the Outsider's shirt. ]

You are unlike others of your kind, little one, [ the god murmurs, smoothing a hand over floppy brown ears. The other pup is still eating the pudding, though at this point it looks more like she's getting in a fight with it. ]

In my world, Wolfhounds are kept and trained by Overseers of the Abbey to hunt heretics. That I should now have a pair myself is rather ironic and more than a little amusing. But then, they are terribly intelligent creatures.

[ The small pup licks at his chin and he starts, blinking. The locket turns off just as his mouth twists up until a slight smile. ]

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[ The female puppy eventually decides tackling the male is boring and goes to try and nip at Lumina's clothes -- ignoring her hand entirely, which means that when the male pup sticks his head out, he takes a cautious sniff. ]

They are not usually this shy.

Maybe they're afraid of me.

[Lumina is clearly amused by the idea of it, keeping her hand still as the male sniffs at her hand...then darting forward to snatch him up before he can escape. She doesn't notice the female nipping at her yet.]

She is not, [ he says, with an idle nod toward the female. The male yelps as he's scooped up, whining as he squirms in her grip. ]

You will be fine, young one, [ the Outsider informs him, watching but not interfering. ]

Hey, hey! Shh. Shhhhhh.[She holds the puppy against her chest to try and get him to calm down, keeping him pinned there even as she tosses a glare at the girl.]

No eating my dress, puppy!

[ The male whines some more, but being held close seems to help -- even if he's now trying to burrow into her clothes instead of the Outsider's. ]

Firtha, [ the god scolds the female pup. She looks between the two of them as if not certain what the problem is. ]

[Unfortunately for the puppy, Lumina's dress doesn't have any room for burrowing, and she'll just pin him to her side with her arms instead to get him to stop before she stands up and skips back from the girl.]

These two are gonna be a handful for you, I think. [She giggled as she said this.]

Most likely, [ he agrees, sighing slightly. He beckons the female over to him, stroking her head. ]

Whatcha gonna teach them?

[She plops down on a chair, letting the puppy squirm some in her lap before finally just forcing him to lay down across her knees.]

How to defend themselves, and those I would have them defend. How to track and hunt.

[ One of them might be a bit better at these than the other. ]

But you have those creepy undead dogs for that.

Only if they are around to be raised. And raising the dead is... far more trying here than it is at home. I am unable to do much else.

[ He doesn't like it. ]

Huh. [Lumina leaned down to peer at the puppy in her lap, which got her a lick on the nose and she darted her face back in surprise, giggling.]

You'll have to be more careful with these guys though! They're not canon-fodder like those are.

Yes. Luckily their breed is meant for this. They are used to hunt my supporters, humorously enough.

[ Isn't the irony wonderful? ]

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