Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20161118225709/@comment-3293219-20161230230401

As Harriot entered her room, she noticed the familiar sight of a Rottweiler, who lay curled up on Harriot's pile of shirts. He slowly lifted his head, panting heavily and rather happily as he pulled himself up and jumped off, barking excitedly and wagging his tail as he approached her.