Chess immediatly stood up as the woman approached his master. He took a step forward, his ears pricked forward.
"Calm." He said to Chess, rested a hand atop the dog's head. "Hi" the cheif said, his voice kind, but not what you would call joyful, just his normal, everyday conversation voice.
Nyra laid down, crossing her paws and laying her head on it.
(Oh, well I edited the form saying that, I had been planning it since i coppied the form to post it)



































