"Thanks, man..." [i]The big, armoured Russian stayed in place as Talath was off on the other side of the gate, opening it up and such. He simply scratched MJ behind the ears some more, absentmindedly and subconsciously, likely distracted by his thoughts in the little moment of calmness and silence.[/i] "MJ, heel," [i]He spoke sternly as soon as the gate was open and the black spirit-dog came into view, MJ already propped up and ready to run over... at least until Jason give his order. Reluctantly, the wolf-hound sat himself down, getting some more scratches in return.[/i] "Yeah, don't think I've ever seen a dog like her, either... What breed?"