[ Peter had just chucked the ball again for Gabriel, watching him fly off after it when the flash of a wagging tail at his side catches his attention. Looking down, Peter practically snorts at the dog who's decided to come strutting by, practically showing off in an effort to earn some attention.
Considering Peter is far too easily swayed by the ways of dogs, he doesn't even consider keeping himself from crouching down to doggy-eye-level, hand out, palm upright -- offered up as sniffing material. ] C'mere, buddy.
[ And then he's reaching closer to offer up scritches behind the dog's ears, biding his time before Gabriel comes back by ruffling up the newcomer, fingers sinking into the fur at his scruff. ]
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Considering Peter is far too easily swayed by the ways of dogs, he doesn't even consider keeping himself from crouching down to doggy-eye-level, hand out, palm upright -- offered up as sniffing material. ] C'mere, buddy.
[ And then he's reaching closer to offer up scritches behind the dog's ears, biding his time before Gabriel comes back by ruffling up the newcomer, fingers sinking into the fur at his scruff. ]