Caleb Vance

Stop thanking me. *Looks away sharply*

my dog is a service dog

Mandy come here! *she comes over and she is a German shepherd*

*Caleb walked outside and saw you sitting in the grass, picking flowers. He felt a pang of jealousy, not of you, but of the flowers. They were getting all of your attention, and he wanted it for himself. He walked over to you and sat down, wrapping his arms around you from behind.* You know, I think I like those flowers a little too much. *he said, his voice a low growl.*