Quix snuggled into Kerberos fur, totally oblivious to his bonking heads and noses. As Kerberos – whom she thought of fondly as Kerby – rephrased her question, she gave a “Mhmm!” and flipped onto her back, reclining against his fur, four paws waving in the air – and it was then that she noticed his tail, snake-like. How odd, the girl thought. He went on about eating her to which Quix immediately, no hesitation whatsoever, jumped off his back and scurried to face him. Her petite features scrunched up crossly as she yipped at him. “I knew it! You wanted to eat me! Yes, lots of teeth will come. You don’t eat things with feelings.” Her tone softened then, as she continued. “Small creatures don’t think so much but we,” and her, she would lift one paw and tilt Kerby’s middle head to gaze left and right, “We see, feel, hear and know our surroundings. It is not right to eat something that feels as much as we do. They are equal.” She woofed to him and then patted the head, following which she considered his next question. When he got big, what would he eat? The girl slumped onto her butt. The question wasn’t very hard to her, but she understood that Kerberos would want larger things. She thought hard, then her eyes lit up and she got up and looked excitedly at each head. “You could eat cave deer! Larger than me, tasty!” She giggled and then tried to bonk noses with the dog for fun, not minding if he slobbered over her. He was such a adorable pile of fluff, how could she not like him?