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[blackshadow]

[ In the proud tradition of schipperkes...Tyr has decided that everything is his. After being taken from the house after barking at Flynn to back out of the kitchen (maybe with a few growls thrown in there...), he has decided to sit outside of various restaurants...and bark at anyone who looks sort of suspicious approaching.

Depending on how scary a dog that's not even knee-high is, this could work out well for him! ]


[ ooc: Action for when he was still at the beach house is also okay! ]

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[blackshadow]

[ >:3333 ]

[ ...Running between her legs. :3c ]

[negativegate]

[>:3333]

Hah-!

[She grabs for him!!

And misses. HUFF.]

[blackshadow]

[ >:333333 ]

[ He woooon! He skids to a stop and flops over to roll around on his back. ]

[negativegate]

[>:33333]

[She whips around, ready to chase him some more!!

...Wait why is he flopping over.]

Hey...what, did you use up all that energy?

[blackshadow]

[ >:333333 ]

[ Maybe if he wasn't feeling so good about outsmarting Rita, he'd do something other than get as much sand as possible in his coat. That's not the case. He could go if Rita wanted him to, but otherwise, he's ready to bask in his triumphs. ]

[negativegate]

[>:3!! Also I'm about to fall asleep here so I think I'd better head off... I hope you have a good night! ♥]

[She thinks he's tired himself out... So she sighs as she comes over and crouches down again.]

That's what you get for running all over like a little squirrel or something, you know.

[blackshadow]

[ Okay! I hope you have a good night, too~♥ /hugs! ]

[ He stops and looks up at her from his spot on his back. He has so much less shame in this curse... But he wishes he could talk just so he could tease her and ask if she'd pick him up and carry him if he did wear himself out. Being called a delicious prey squirrel doesn't both him all that much. ]

[negativegate]

[Thank you~ /clingcling~♥]

[He's such a dork right now... She shakes her head and laughs softly, then reaches out to pick him up, anyway!]

If you're tired out, then here.

[blackshadow]

[He hums and hops into her arms. He really is small if Rita can easily pick him up...

plot twist this is just a random dog; tyr was out fishing all day.]

[negativegate]

[maklsd she would be so D:!!! if he didn't turn back the next day

But she does easily pick him up! And holds him carefully...she doesn't want to hurt him.]

So you still had energy after all, huh?

[blackshadow]

[ And the dog is just like B)

He puts his paws to her chest and stomach to balance himself. Rita is still really pretty. Which translates to another ridiculous dog smile. While he does still have energy, he doesn't show it now. ]

[negativegate]

[And she boots it out when she finds the real Tyr. Maybe. H-huff...

She smiles down at him; he is cute like this, but she'd still much rather have the real him back. At least it's just until tomorrow.]

Let's get you some real food instead of that toxic waste Flynn was making.

[blackshadow]

[ Not like she wanted a pet dog or anything.

Cuuuute. But right now, he's really grateful he has Rita looking out for him. As much as he wants to think he's fine, there's no way he can really exist as a dog. His eyes light up and his ears perk when he hears that she'll give him food. ]

[negativegate]

[O-of course not...

After all, it's not Tyr as he normally is...and it's not as fun when they can't really talk to each other. Not that is stops Rita from talking to him, and her smile widens.]

I figured that's why you were hanging out outside the restaurant.

[blackshadow]

[ H-huff...

He likes Rita talking to him; it'd be weird if she was just silent and he had no idea what she thought... That's what's annoying about being an animal.

He does try though when he barks! Maybe that yip conveys his deep feelings of wanting to protect that place. ]

[negativegate]

[Huff...

Rita's never had a problem talking to things that don't talk back, though she likes being able to talk with Tyr. For today, she's still going to chat with him!

...But she doesn't make a very good dog whisperer.]

I knew I was right.

[blackshadow]

[ Yip...

It isn't that irritating that she doesn't understand him. He did want to eat too, so... Well, for now, he'll just rest his head on his paws and keep looking up at Rita. ]

[negativegate]

[Rita's sort of struck by how small he is right now, that she can hold him in her arms like this...]

...Come on.

[With a little smile at him, she carries him towards the house.]

[blackshadow]

[ He's like a big, fuzzy baby...or a really cooperative cat. Right now, he doesn't mind being carried at all. It's kind of nice being this close to her, especially when she has a smile like that. ]

[negativegate]

[It's a tiny, fuzzy Tyr. And she just feels like she wants to make sure nothing happens to him while he's cursed.

She brings him inside the house and into the kitchen, glancing around, then leans down again to set him back on the floor.]

Looks like he's not in, so I don't have to throw him out again.

[blackshadow]

[ Tyr wishes he wasn't cursed... But he does have Rita to take care of him! When she sets him down, he keeps looking up at her curiously. Did Rita hear him trying to bark Flynn out of the kitchen in the morning? He could do that again... ]

[negativegate]

[Luckily, Flynn isn't in here now--or they would have to chase him out! Rita wonders now what she should get Tyr to eat, though...]

What about an apple or something?

[blackshadow]

[ ...Tyr doesn't think he can even eat apples. He shakes his head and whines out what would be no but sounds more like 'Mrrrmph.' ]

[negativegate]

No good? All right...

[Time to open the fridge and check out the contents...]

There's carrots in here. Dogs like salad, right?

[Repede did, at least.]

[blackshadow]

[ Tyr's ears lower and he shakes his head again, this time throwing in a little bark with his whine for emphasis. Rita has to be kidding... ]