[You know what motivates Pearl even more than the promise of praise from Hawke or the promise of food?]
[Anders.]
[With a tiny decisive yip, she makes up her mind and leaps!
...and plops into the water unmajestically, her long hair poofing up around her for a few moments before the water starts to soak in. Her tiny legs are churning under the water and there is a steely glint of determination in her black button eyes as she paddles madly the four or so feet from the shore to where the two men are standing in the waist-deep water.]
Good girl, Pearl! That's a good dog! What a good dog!
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[You know what motivates Pearl even more than the promise of praise from Hawke or the promise of food?]
[Anders.]
[With a tiny decisive yip, she makes up her mind and leaps!
...and plops into the water unmajestically, her long hair poofing up around her for a few moments before the water starts to soak in. Her tiny legs are churning under the water and there is a steely glint of determination in her black button eyes as she paddles madly the four or so feet from the shore to where the two men are standing in the waist-deep water.]
Good girl, Pearl! That's a good dog! What a good dog!