TBH, it's not that bad
Its eyes were as if saying,
'Who in the hell do you think you are to tell me what to do????'
It kept looking at Cassie like that for a couple of minutes. But thank heavens, he did not start all the growling or barking again.
Or else, Cassie would be like a shaking leaf by now, if not dead from a heart attack
For some reason, after Cassie met Nathalia at the town graveyard, he also found himself starting to slowly get used to meeting freaks.
It seemed to him to be more like a daily routine now
To the point that Cassie would feel more suspicious and would think that he was actually dreaming if ever he would encounter another peaceful and ordinary day in his life again.
"BAD DOG!!!!
Cassie repeated a little louder this time when the dog refused to follow his command.
This time, its ears fell and Cassie even thought that he heard a small whine in there.
Ever so slowly, the massive dog sat.
"That is more like it.