[ at the sound of another voice, nike looks over to her, ears perking up slightly as she watches her hand. she leans forward to sniff at it as bellamy gives up on his seatbelt. he knows raven won't take off without him buckling up, but he thinks to watch nike instead, knowing that dogs can sometimes bite. she doesn't, though, which isn't surprising. sometimes he wonders if she had sensed he knew nothing about dogs before roxy had turned up with her in her arms, but he supposes nike's the type of puppy to take pity on people who know nothing about her. ]
[ nike begins to fidget in his grip. he leans forward to give her to raven to hold so he can abide by her rules and buckle up. he watches with a smile as nike's tail wags as she sniffs every part of raven she can arch herself toward. even with the click of his seatbelt, his dog's more enamoured by her than the car. ] She's Nike. [ with a smile, ] A golden pain in my ass.
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[ nike begins to fidget in his grip. he leans forward to give her to raven to hold so he can abide by her rules and buckle up. he watches with a smile as nike's tail wags as she sniffs every part of raven she can arch herself toward. even with the click of his seatbelt, his dog's more enamoured by her than the car. ] She's Nike. [ with a smile, ] A golden pain in my ass.