Dray looks from her to the meats then back and forth. He follows her gaze to the cook and growls menacingly. He might not like the female two legged beast but he liked the chef even less. He howls and flattens his ears to his head. The gun had been loud to his sensitive dog ears.  He looks at Cynthia . Hopping down out of the thing she had set him in. Following her on all fours. He sat down when she stopped. He wasn't obedient or anything...he just hated people who weren't brave enough to do the deed themselves. He blinks and looks at her. Blinking as she kissed his head. He lets out a soft growl sound. Not a bad one. No it was more like a what the hell was that type of growl. He let her drag him by the chain in her hand. He sniffs the new location. Not really certain what this place was. He looks back at her. He lets out a wolfish dog type bark. That would be an affirmative. His stomach then made it clearer. It lets out a very loud growl for food.