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[center][color=6ecff6][h3][u]Sharon, Shalador[/u][/h3][/color][/center]

Mikhail couldn't help but raise an eyebrow when he saw the items the dog got disappear. He did feel someone or something using Craft but he was still not sure if it was the dog but after seeing now he was sure of it. He had never seen an animal using the craft before but there was simply no denying what he had just seen.

[color=6ecff6]"Calm down, there are people sleeping."[/color] Mikhail said with a small chuckle as he heard the strange dog yelping in surprise after seeing him and tripping over the ledge. Fortunately, he didn't seem to be afraid of him, in fact acting quite friendly when he mentioned food. He was undeniably smart.

Judging by it's barks afterward though, it seemed like he knew exactly what 'food' is, and was quite happy, which made Mikhail give a small laugh as he went towards the camp together with his new friend to search for something for him to eat, maybe scraps from the food they had yesterday. It was rather rare to see Mikhail, who was usually incredibly serious or, when in calm occasions, simply calm, tranquil and absent-minded to see him playing with a dog like he was at that moment, indeed a rare side that not many people knew Mikhail had. It was unfortunate that most of the others were asleep though.

As Mikhail was going through the camp searching for some scraps to give the dog though, he again felt something strange, related to the craft, almost like a 'trail', like a faint voice, if someone was trying to speak through a wall or something... Curious, Mikhail stopped searching for a moment, trying to follow that trail with his mind. It was then that he heard a clearly happy and excited voice, that obviously belonged to the dog. It was surprisingly talkative, mentioning that it liked food, meat and green food, that cheese was very good but made his nose stuffed. Even though he did hear about his 'friend' Mikhail couldn't help but to laugh, surprised.

[color=6ecff6]"A Sceltie, right?"[/color] Mikhail asked with a laugh, patting the dog once again.

[color=6ecff6]"I never saw one in person... Only heard about. I'm surprised you can use craft though, just like the Kindred from the tales, right?"[/color] Mikhail said with a chuckle, looking to the dog with a kind but curious smile before resuming his search for food.

[color=6ecff6]"Would you mind telling me more about your friend and what he wanted you to take to him?"[/color] Mikhail asked as he continued the search.