You pass into the hallway only a short distance more before stopping in front of another door. This room only holds one dog, who stands at attention when he sees two visitors at her window. Vorend smiles, "This is Skipper." She stops. "Dahamesh, I mean."
Dahamesh stands even taller as both of you enter his room. His eyes flash over you both and he barks a loud but welcoming bellow. "One of the favorites for a show dog and the escort to the Queen sometimes at parties. You see, Dahamesh here is good because he's not nearly as protective as the Hunting Hounds, so he can be around people. Yet he can protect the Queen better than any body guard."
As if understanding, Dahamesh puffs out his chest. "He was recently renamed. He had a common name, but when he helped two kittens cross a river by carrying them on his back, he was rewared with a new more powerful name."
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