‘A dog?
A DOG?
WAIT- I’M A DOG.
Oh, a little dog. Not me.’ Wolf thought to himself before pointing
off in the direction he saw a small canine
walk through.“ I believe I saw a small dog go thata way, sweetheart.”
Renesmee stared at the older man
for a few moments before she spoke.
❝ You’re a strange man, aren’t you? ❞
She turned in the direction he pointed
towards, but the little dog running down
the street was not herlittle dog.
❝ — — That’s not a little dog..
That’s a tiny dog.
I’m looking for a dog that is
l i t t l e. ❞
❝ Wait, did you just say that you’re part dog? ❞
