Dray watches him. Shooting him I don't like you either looks. Growling very loudly at being called a thing. His eyes filled with hatred. He acted just like those two legged beasts with those shocking sticks. He blinks and relaxes. Tail wagging again a dog type of purr growl emitting from his lips. He pants happily. He looks up at her. He tilts his head to the side. Licking her hand softly. He didn't know how to answer her. So he was trying to show her...he respected her...more than anyone else at least.