Avery’s attention was diverted by the little boy’s wave. She laughed, waving back with a free hand as she knelt to inspect the creature. “Hello Mr. Orion,” she greeted back with a smile before turning her gaze back to the seven year old dog. She couldn’t see too many grey hairs beginning to develop on the dog which was a good sign; most of the ones she could see blended in well with the dog’s natural coat anyways. Avery lifted the dog’s head a fraction under the guise of giving chin scritches, but also to take a look at the dog’s eyes.

“It’s possible she’s developed something in her eye to impede her eyesight.” She speculated, tapping her wand to emit a soft glow and moving it in front of the dog’s face.

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