Luna blinked, her eyebrows slowly raising. At first, she peered around her, still idly stroking the puppy’s head. After she was sure no one else was around, she gave the dog a blank stare. “So you have three heads after all,” she said flatly, as if a three-headed puppy hadn’t just complimented her on her breasts. She gave him one last pat and gently set him on the ground.<br/><br/>“Oh,” she said, the word rushing out of her as if someone had tackled her.<i>Wait... a three-headed puppy just spoke to me...</i>She wavered slightly, then practically fell onto her butt in front of the mini-Cerberus, letting out a soft cry. She winced; the pain was too real for this to be a dream. Maybe someone was playing a prank on her...? She’d read lots of books with three-headed dogs in them, after all...<br/><br/>After a moment, she shook her head, her eyes huge. The dog’s other heads were<i>real</i>: she could tell by the depth of their eyes alone. And if he were real... and he could talk...<i>she’d held a three-headed, sentient puppy against her breasts and he’d liked it.</i>Her cheeks flushed slightly at that, and she mumbled a quick “sorry.”<br/><br/>She pressed her hand against her forehead and let out a deep breath. “I... this is a bit much.” She was used to a world where mammals didn’t have more than one head, and, more importantly, dogs couldn’t talk. “If you want to talk... I’m not quite ready to move just yet. So I’ll listen to you.” She closed her eyes. “Hopefully I won’t convince myself that I’m insane before you’re done.”<i>Although that’s coming along nicely so far.</i><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>