claire-ofdavenportâ:
Claire let out a small yawn. It was still early in the morning and normally she would be in bed, but both her dogs wanted to go out for a walk. She didnât grab any gloves and her hands started to feel the chill of the cold morning. âAlright!â she called to Artemis and Apollo, âLetâs go back home.â Both dogs perked up and ran to her side. Without fail Apollo slipped as he ran and tumbled toward her. Claire couldnât help, but laugh. She hurried down the streets wanting to get back into her warm house.
âI love your dogs. I would go to war for your dogs. I would perish for them. Iâd put my heart on the line for your dogs.â Liam admired them from afar, itching to throw a stick for them to fetch. âI would literallyââ sell my belongings and build them a doggy playground. What are they named? Waitââ are you allowed to tell me? Will they allow you to tell me?â










