[color=FF0000]“I’m Arran, and this,”[/color] she said ruffling Rig’s fur, [color=FF0000]“is Rig.”[/color] Pulling her headphones properly off her head, Arran grinned at the boy, [color=FF0000]“and yes he is part Rottweiler, also part Huntaway, and part Labrador. …Or something like that, I’m not quite sure. But yes definitely part Rottie.”[/color] Arran’s smile was lighting up her whole face, it wasn’t often someone wanted to talk to her, even if it was because of Rig. She had seen the way the boy had behaved with Rig, the same way she did if no one was looking. [color=FF0000]"So what's your name, mister dog lover?"[/color]