Dog!? Vicious dog?! That was beyond insulting! Paxton could barely contain his anger and when she had the audacity to cry and tell him she was scared, the eleven year old all but flipped.

He slammed his feet into the ground and threw his arms down. He wasn't mean
 he wasn't a dog and he certainly wasn't going to let some girl cry and make him feel bad!

"I am not a dog!" He hissed, moving in front of her and digging his heels into the ground once again, "And stop crying! You're making me feel bad and I haven't done anything wrong. Miss Mulciber, stop it! You're the one being mean! I know where we are and you're calling me names!"

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