[Outside the Tower]
Garion leaps from Mister Grills' side, dashing towards the puppy. "Hi Sugar! We're home!"
No movement.
Undeterred, the colt races in circles around her, shaking his fluffy tail behind him invitingly. What doggy could refuse such a taunting plaything? He even trailed it directly in front of Sugar's face, right within snap-bite range.
Nothing.
The colt drops down to his belly, a frown creasing his features as he looked at the miserable dog. "...Miss Gwyn? Why isn't Sugar getting up?" he asked with a twinge of anxiety.