"I couldn't agree more. He's going to be a beloved pet, but he's also going to be a wardog." James smiled slowly, looking over at Interceptor as he goes and sniffs at his hand, then licks it to demand his pets. After getting his pets, he runs back to Surena again, licking her hands and wiggling under his touch.

He smiled once more, before turning his attention back to Gaharel. "You are a fine fellow. I hope Interceptor follows you in your big footsteps."