"Ne'er in any," Hank said, sniffing at it. "Ne'er learned."
He ambled over to the waterside and then back to her, more in the mood to play as he came right up to her and nuzzled her hand. This was completely different than Jesse. He knew this woman, and she was very small. He didn't fear her at all, although...
This close, she smelled.... off. Older than she looked, and with a hint of.... was that death? It certainly wasn't a smell that was nice in any way. No, her scent did not match her appearance at all, although he didn't give it too much thought. He liked Baba, whatever she smelled like. He gave her a toothy grin and backed up a step, gesturing to the water with his head. "Try it, it's nice."
He was a fine beast, wasn't he? Large and fluffy and, if he didn't say so himself, he was rather adorable. Even if he did have trouble pronouncing anything that needed lips.