((Cookies!?! -snatches and noms cookie- :3 Tankies! XD))
Grantaire lay in the corner, ears propped forward on his head as he listened to the howling storm just outside. I wonder if these humans left any food here.. The mutt thought. Shrugging, he concluded it won't hurt to check, and he rose to his paws, giving his dark, still wet coat a brisk shake before turning around. As he took a couple steps towards the kitchen, that weird scent he caught when he first entered got stronger. Wrinkling his nose, he rounded the corner and stopped in his tracks at what he saw. An odd black creature with intimidating claws. He knew he'd seen one of these things before, but he couldn't quite remember what they were called. Either way, it was snarling, instantly coming off as a threat. Grantaire stepped backwards, perking his ears and letting out a low defense growl. "I- Uh- Who are you?" He barked, not trying to sound threatening, despite his defensive stance.