Bryan freezes and whines as he looks up into the musher’s harsh eyes, which begins to make Bryan nervous. Bryan’s mind tells him that he should sit down, but his instincts tell him not to do it. Just as he’s about to sit he hesitates and licks his nose. The musher narrows his eyes and repeats the command. “Sit Bryan!” Bryan, confused by his conflicting emotions and the growing fear of the musher’s hard and commanding voice makes him even more uncertain, He takes a few steps back from the musher but continue to make eye contact. The musher sighs disappointedly. “Fine… be that way… I’ll come back in a couple of hours” He quickly step out of the shed and closes the door. As the door gets locked he can hear the sound of canine claws scraping against the hard wooden door.
“It’s so cold in here…come closer Iiummi and keep me warm” Becky complains from her huddled position in one of the kennel corners. With just a few seconds delay Iiummi curls up next to his mate. “I will make you warm and comfortable again” But as he begins to nuzzle his mate he can’t stop thinking how she could possibly think the room is cold. He can’t feel a thing. As Iiummi presses his muzzle against Becky’s cheek and begins to groom her with his tongue something suddenly enter his nose, making him sneeze. A small tuft of white fur flies away from Iiummi’s nose and slowly lands on the floor. “It’s seems like you’re shedding quite a lot, honey…” Iiummi states after a short examination of Becky’s coat.