Boy and his dog (open)

[Cillian McWolfe]

It was a gorgeous day outside and Cillian was out running through the field with his dog.  Well.  Wolf.  Well, wolf the size of a city bus.  But Fenrir was a good boy, and was panting happily as Cillian tackles him and started rubbing his belly.

"Who's a good boy?  Who's a good boy?  YOU ARE!"

[Cecelia Riddel]

Someone, somewhere, had a good companion. The happy affection and ground trembling beneath her feet was something unknown to her, and for a moment the lady could only think of the explosion that wracked the grounds of the grand hall. Her knees locked as she braced herself, but there was no end of the world on their doorsteps, just the sounds of happiness.

Curious, cautious, she made her way to the field to see a young man and a...was that a dog? What was that? She raised her hand to her mouth to stifled the sound of surprise, but curiosity won her over as she took another site forward.

"He seems to be. What's his name?"

[Sectos Barker]

Having been out and about anyways Sectos was doing some magical equations in his tome when he heard odd galloping. Looking up he spotted the huge dog and it's apparent master. Sectos face exploded into a huge smile, bleeding utter joy all over himself as he launched to his feet and began running over.

"Hey there, hello, hi!"

[Cillian McWolfe]

Fenrir was happily licking Cillian's face who was trying to avoid the massive tongue as the wolf slobbered on him lovingly. All the while laughing as it tickled.

"Fenrir."

He'd answer the newcomer.

"Fenrir, stop. Stop, please. Oh, God."

He'd topple backward as the dog continued to cover him in giant puppy kisses, his massive tail wagging happily.

"Hello. Gah. Fenrir! Stoooooop!"

He'd try to wave at both of them but his body was being pushed around by affectionate nuzzles of wolf love.

[Cecelia Riddel]

"Hello, good sir." Celia nodded at the other man who arrived, stepping back as he raced at them but returning the smile all the same with its polite polished tone.  Despite his being half naked turnign her eyes wide in horrified saucers.

"Do...do you need help?" The good boy seemed like a sweet boy, but said canine was also the size of a bus. She looked up at the creature, neck aching with the crick it was getting.

[Sectos Barker]

Sectos would be drawing quickly in his tome trying to capture what he was seeing as a new Fiend he had never researched.

"Yes, hello. My name is Sectos Sempra, are you in need of aid with this... Fenrir Fiend. Fascinating creature. Don't you think so miss?"

Sectos would look over at Celia with stars in his eyes, mouth wide and slightly open from amazement and utter happiness. Shuffling his bare feet around in the field as he could barely contain himself.

[Cillian McWolfe]

Cillian just kept laughing and trying to wrestle his way out from under Fenrir.

"Oh, no I'm fine. Really. He's just excited to be playing."

Fenrir at the sudden and rapid arrival of the new person, along with both slowly getting closer would snap his head toward both of them and snarl, it's lips pulling bag to reveal a maw of sharp blade-like teeth.

"Hey! Hey. No. It's okay boy. It's okay."

He'd say patting Fenrir's neck.

"I'm sorry, he isn't used to Strangers and people that don't smell like home. I'm trying to get him out more. He's really quite friendly."

Until he wasn't.

"You can pet him if you like?"

[Cecelia Riddel]

"It is definitely one of a kind," she agreed faintly with Sectos, still trying to accept what was right in front of her. Intrigued but also intimidated, especially when said fiend turned and snapped at her. She stepped back with wide eyes and a muffled squeak, more than okay with letting the beast have its space.

"No, that's quite alright. I don't want to upset him if he doesn't like me."

[Sectos Barker]

Sectos quickly sketches the snarl and teeth in the corner of the page to make note, but nearly drops his tome when he is asked if he wants to pet the creature.

"Oh boy do I!"

Sectos would put his hand out and begin walking hand low and palm up so the creature could sniff him first if need be, doing his best not to make eye contact, but he wants to SO BAD CAUSE PUPPY!

[Cillian McWolfe]

Cillian keeps scratching Fenrir's nose as he let's out a low growl. But he does slowly sniff Sectos' hand, letting him pet his snout.

"Good boy. Goooood boy. See, we are all friends here."

He'd look to Cecilia.

"Are you sure?"

[Cecelia Riddel]

She hesitated, watching ot ee how Sectos faired with his enthusiasm, but it seemed that the wolf was willing to let him approach.

"If-if you're sure he won't mind." Slowly, she would approach, watching Fenrir's reactions, half certain the wolf was going to chomp and gobble her up in seconds if she so much as looked at it wrong. Watching is probably a little agonizing.

Mimicking Sectos's example, she would raise a hand for the wolf to sniff.

[Sectos Barker]

Sectos let's out a barely contained squee as he speaks.

"Oh my god he's so fluffyyyyyyy!"

Sectos is having the time of his life at the moment, ignore him.

[Cillian McWolfe]

The dog let out a low growl but would sniff the hand before allowing her to pet it, giving the hand a small, for its size, nuzzle. Cillian would simply continue to pet it.

"Good boy. See he's perfectly friendly."

[Cecelia Riddel]

"Good boy," she murmured, heart hammering in her chest and half expecting to have a heart attack at any moment. "Nice boy." Gently petting the wolf when let her. She wasn't sure if the growling counted as perfectly friendly, but she was alive and her arm was still attached to her body, so that had to count for something. Though she did wonder about fleas.

The nuzzle knocked her back a couple paces; she let out a small gasp but did little more than stumble.

"He seems so," she agreed with a faint smile at Cillian. "And very protective." Waiting for a moment for Sectos to breathe after squeeing, she'd address him!

"You seem unsurprised by a creature this size. Are you familiar with them?"

[Sectos Barker]

"Mmm, in a way. I study Qi Beasts in which I consider Fiends. Generally large or powerful in their own right. I study what makes them unique physiologically to encompass their powers in my magic."

He would continue trying to bury himself in the fur.

"But even still this one is much bigger than what I've seen before for a Canine."