"We should go for a walk," Sirius said almost immediately, still talking far too loud and far too fast -- and he knew that he had to sound exactly like a dog, but, again, his propensity to care was so slow. He had forgotten how good it felt to be Padfoot, and all he wanted to do right now was get out onto the grounds and run on four legs as fast and as hard as he could.
It was difficult for him to even stand still at the moment, even though he was overjoyed that James was just as happy as he was.