((I hope you find your dog. My chocolate lab always runs down to the neighbor's house because she's too fat to continue any further, and we waste most of the day looking for her. But, like I said before, I hope you find her. Tell us when you do! We are fellow dog lovers.))
Abyss lowered her head towards Flaire and Nixon. "I don't trust either one of you... One of you..." She turned to Nixon. "Left me to die, therefor I cannot easily forgive and forget... And the other..." She looked at Flaire. "Is daddy's 'ittle man... Let's just say, hypothetically, that my bad luck rubbed off on you both, because of your insults..." She turned her head towards their destination in a rather sassy manner.