"Look at you," he said, his voice pitched slightly higher. "Like a little fennec you are."
Hawke's big hands almost dwarfed the little dog's head but his touch was incredibly gentle as he scratched behind the pointed ears of the happy dog. Maker he missed dogs. It wasn't just Warden, who he shared a very deep bond with, but all dogs. Animals. Life. This city was a miserable place that lacked real people.
He looked up at the voice and grinned brightly at the stranger watching him. Apparently the dog had an owner which meant Hawke couldn't kidnap him. Curses. "Now that's a big name for a little dog. Must have a lot of personality. Hello, Serah Koromaru. I am Garrett Hawke, Champion of Kirkwall but please just call me Hawke."
He winked at the dog's owner because the introduction was for both man and beast.