Seeing Kallen standing in the doorway, Kevin silently opened his mouth and "spat out" the little girl's arm. Then he rested his chin on the bedsheet with an aggrieved look and wagged his tail.
Puer immediately explained, "This is a little game we play. Little Bone asked for it herself."
"She asked for it?"
"Yes, meow."
Puer climbed down from Kallen, jumped onto the bed, then darted straight onto the little girl and sat on her head.
A black cat perched atop white hair made for a stark visual contrast.
Little Bone looked at Kallen expressionlessly, seemingly unaffected.
Puer pointed down with a paw. "She only looks human. Don't really think of her as a little girl of that age. In fact, she's a little dragon."
Kallen understood somewhat.
Puer continued, "She's just a little pet... a little animal. She needs to play, romp around, and interact. This is how young animals generally get to know one another. Stupid Dog really was just playing with her at her request."
As she spoke, Puer patted the little girl's head with a paw.
"Hey, give us a response, or Kallen will think we're bullying you."
The little girl nodded,
and said,
"Woof."
Kallen: "..."
Kevin: "..."
"Hehe, meow, that was an accident. Actually, she doesn't like human language. She prefers communicating through shorter sounds like ours. Look, one woof can convey all sorts of things. It's more convenient than talking."
Kallen walked over to the bed and sat down.
The little girl, who had been sitting cross-legged on the bed, shifted over to the edge and sat down too.
She was actually very sensitive. Most of the time, she deliberately required herself to maintain outward equality with Kallen.
But she really had sacrificed the greater gain for something trivial, because she had