[Riddick slips the leash off Partner's harness as soon as the door was shut behind him, waving him off with a 'go play' that sends him charging into the woods.
Riddick's mouth quirks again. His desert dog; short hair, huge heat-venting ears, optimized for heat and low moisture. He'd hate this environment if he was still alive, if there was any heat to vent.
He shivers, but he knew they'd be someplace cold; he's wearing more than his usual arm-bearing getup, and he pulls the hood of his cloak up over his head. ]
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Riddick's mouth quirks again. His desert dog; short hair, huge heat-venting ears, optimized for heat and low moisture. He'd hate this environment if he was still alive, if there was any heat to vent.
He shivers, but he knew they'd be someplace cold; he's wearing more than his usual arm-bearing getup, and he pulls the hood of his cloak up over his head. ]
Partner! Hup!
[The dog comes pelting back at a run.]