[Unfortunately for Missle, Luna can't hear diddly-squat half the time right now, so she keeps working on the notes she'd been laboriously taking from her seat on one of the lounge couches.
It's only when she's finally finished her thought that her eyes catch a glimpse of fluff. Her fingers halt, lowering the notebook to her lap.
If she looks a little lost on what to do, it may be because she's never seen a real dog in her life????]
O-oh.... hello.
Where did you come from?
[Is this how you talk to a dog? Are you supposed to talk to a dog?
finally, a puppy
It's only when she's finally finished her thought that her eyes catch a glimpse of fluff. Her fingers halt, lowering the notebook to her lap.
If she looks a little lost on what to do, it may be because she's never seen a real dog in her life????]
O-oh.... hello.
Where did you come from?
[Is this how you talk to a dog? Are you supposed to talk to a dog?
?????]