He tosses his hair back and exhales. A smirks on his face as he wipes the blood off his lips, "I always win." As Roseville mimics the head tilt movement of Timothy. Unsure of the hound's next moves.
When the thing leaped at Roseville he readies for a fight but when he was tackled down and licked. The bruiser couldn't help but let a soft chuckle escape him. "Alright you. That's enough." As he sits up and slightly roughly Timothy off of him.
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