Everest
Whining softly with every breath, the shepherd's ears and tail have lowered guiltily, though as Mateo nears Ever gives his tail a slight little wag. Only when the canine feels the majority of the burrs and barbs have been released does he rapidly (and probably unhelpfully) pull back, leaving several clumps of black fur in the brambles that birds will likely line their nests with.
Trotting dutifully after Mateo, Everest sits down in front of his friend, looking expectantly up at him with large blue eyes. Save for a few scratches around his muzzle and eyes, his thick coat has protected him from the worst that the bush had to offer. In all likelihood, Mateo was wounded more in his attempts to free the shepherd than Ever was in the first place.
With a quiet huff, Ever stretches out his nose to nudge at one of Mateo's hands.
Trotting dutifully after Mateo, Everest sits down in front of his friend, looking expectantly up at him with large blue eyes. Save for a few scratches around his muzzle and eyes, his thick coat has protected him from the worst that the bush had to offer. In all likelihood, Mateo was wounded more in his attempts to free the shepherd than Ever was in the first place.
With a quiet huff, Ever stretches out his nose to nudge at one of Mateo's hands.
If I told you that you'd do nothing with it
I'd still be that cigarette that you couldn't finish
I'd still be that cigarette that you couldn't finish
