"So tell me about that Fenrir guy," Anubis growled angrily. "I have seen pictures; you are busted."
Doucette smiled and petted his beard, then she answered with light giggling. "You see, my Master, I always have weak for the dogs. Fenrir is so soft, fluffy, and funny."
"He ripped off a guy's arm, ate the sun, and swallowed All Father in Ragnarök. He must have an endless appetite," Anubis reminded. "Also, his father is a shady, very shady guy."
"But my Master, you like his sister." Doucette reminded.
"We are colleagues; it is purely professional interest," Anubis answered shortly. "But tell me, from all dogs, you chose Fenrir?"
"I told you." Doucette smiled. "And it was a little bit like a cult. But, my Master, Now I'm here with you."
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