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Dimitri eyed the corpse, he sniffed the air gently and shrugged, "Warg maybe, small one though they dont normally come so close to the ciy if wild. Perhaps a large wolf, who knows." He turned to her and smiled softly in a reassuring manner, then she was off, Dimitri and his stick came soon behind almost expecting Anora to suddenly slip down into a forgotten pool hidden under a subtle bed of reeds and lilies, but clearly luck was for the moment on her side.
However she was not to be the one who risked herself for Dimitri's pet, his big arms were about her in a moment and pulling her away carefully and tenderly but his action retained the force he had grown used to using with her. Subtle force but his silence spoke more than that.
Carefully he moved to the edge of the pool and dug the toes of his great boots into the soil and dropped to his knees. His feet offered him a lever and a safety for now. "Make sure my feet do not move from thes hollows." Was all he said before he dropped flat on his stomach spreading himself widely, slowly his hands moved inwards and dipped below the sticky mud. The dog seemed to quieten upon seeing Dimitri and it almost stopped struggling but the animal nature caused its legs to thrash softly still.
His big hands found its middle and he began to strain to lift it, the mud added much weight to the animal and it held on a like a mother grasping onto a newborn babe, all the while the young Duke whispered soft encouragement to his pet. Eventually it slipped out and its paws hooked behind his head. With great effort Dimitri managed to pull himself back up to his knees holding the dog carefully in his arms.
He stood with a smile on his face and mud covering the front of his body, even his face was adorned with the thick black silt and his armour was not visible under the layer. "Now shall we return back to camp?" he asked Anora.
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