“Mhmm. Shortfang go see, know if Shortfang no go, Kobold hide from humies.” As he said this there was a knock on the door. A female voice called out saying it was their lunch, to which Shortfang gleefully hopped out from the bench to go receive. Meanwhile Pylia rolled over on her bed and looked at you. “Roaring dogs? I... Can’t say that’s normal. Do you mean howl? Like wolves? Because howling is pretty normal for dogs.”