[If Hawke didn't know better, she'd say the breed had to be Orlesian, who else would want to breed dogs so small? But then there's the whole matter of Orlais being gone, and the fact that Orlesians wouldn't want to breed dogs to begin with. (Even if they did seem happy enough to poorly keep hunting dogs.)
In any case, it doesn't much matter. A dog is a dog. Even small ones. Marian would have been lucky to find one that liked her half as well as Champion had--DOES. And Rose fits the bill well enough. The puppy tries to jump up from her place on Hawke's lap to lick her face, and Marian just settles for giving up her hand to the dog's tongue instead.]
No, even as a puppy, Champion was bigger than this. But they could use a little fattening up, I think. [Like some people they know.]
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poorlykeep hunting dogs.)In any case, it doesn't much matter. A dog is a dog. Even small ones. Marian would have been lucky to find one that liked her half as well as Champion had--DOES. And Rose fits the bill well enough. The puppy tries to jump up from her place on Hawke's lap to lick her face, and Marian just settles for giving up her hand to the dog's tongue instead.]
No, even as a puppy, Champion was bigger than this. But they could use a little fattening up, I think. [Like some people they know.]