Dog References
Kagome opened the door and after a moment of staring at nothing except fog in shock she let her gaze drop to the ground before the door.
"Oh, my! A lost puppy!" she called happily. A short growl was her reply. Chuckling she bent down to poke the nose of the said puppy with a finger, as if letting her guest smell her hand before she lifted it to pet one ear. It flickered but she just followed it with her fingers as asked. "Wanna come in?" there was a threat in this simple question - obey or stay outside. The quiet growling ceased and the ear remained still while she was playing with it.
After a minute the woman let the guest in and prepared a nice, cozy spot before the fire place. She sat on the blanket behind the guest as he rested on his belly. It rumbled as the scent of some stew warming in a pot above the fire filled the little house.
"Oh, you're wet from the fog and your fur needs brushing!" she said and went to fetch a brush. When she returned the guest was again on the floor, his clothes shed on a pile of damp fabric. She pushed it away, disgusted, and set on brushing the white mane she loved to touch and pull at. The resting man sighed in satisfation when she ran her hands through his hair, her nails scraping down his back.
"So how was your day?" Grunt of annoyance. "I'm just curious what exhausted you so much. " Growl of prideful disagreement. "Hah, you crawled back home, are too tired to talk or anything, you are exhausted, mister. Admit it."
"I still can take ya on," he muttered, not opening his eyes and resting his chin on his crossed hands.
"So my stray, tired puppy with cold paws and wet fur can talk!" she expressed her amazement.
"Stop with the dog references. It's annoying. And getting old."
"Oh. And here I was going to suggest a tummy rub..." she pouted, but there was a twinkle in her eye. He immediately turned on his back and grabbed her wrist to bring her hand to his belly. She chuckled and then blushed when she saw a par of yellow, half-lidded eyes observing her face.