((I feel the same way Phoenix XD Were all odd. o.e In our own special way, I mean ^^))
Haru
The pup dragged the sword in, setting it gently down and looking at Ozion, his wound oozing blood. Haru couldn't look, the thought, smell, and look of blood was just too nauseating right now, despite the fact he was covered in the red liquid. His gaze turned to the young girl, laying in the floor. He thought she had disappeared. His anger rose, and he stomped over to her, hackles raised. "You! It's all your fault!" Haru accused, growling at the girl who only took this a playful greeting, giggled and waved her hand, "Not right now, puppy." The girl stopped, receiving a glare from Haru who still stood in front of her, "I know! I'll call you Stripes!" The girl picked him up, Haru being small enough for her to carry. She hugged him and inhaled the earthy scent of his fur. Haru stopped protesting. They could comfort each other for now, it didn't mean he forgave her any less.