[Dog she may be, but she knows the fundamentals of what makes a good dish, and from her experience, onions go good with fish.
The wolf drops the greens beside the fire and flops onto the ground, watching Connor with big eyes swimming with curiosity and affection, as if looking at one of her own pups.
Or perhaps she's just staring at the fish he's got speared. The drool would certainly suggest that.]
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The wolf drops the greens beside the fire and flops onto the ground, watching Connor with big eyes swimming with curiosity and affection, as if looking at one of her own pups.
Or perhaps she's just staring at the fish he's got speared. The drool would certainly suggest that.]