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[Magnus starts the video with a friendly wave, grin wide, in the living room of his shared Spire Four apartment. He's apparently in a very good mood.]

Hey! Magnus here. If you haven't met me yet, what's up? You're in for a treat. I'm a delight. Anyway, I've got someone way better than me to introduce to you all! She's kind of shy, but she's a very good girl.

[He turns away from the screen to call whoever she is over.]

Peanut! Hey, Peanut!

[He waits for a couple seconds, then turns back sheepishly.]

She's still learning her name. Hang on. Peanut!

[Suddenly what looks like a black and grey dog covered in way more scales than fur and incredibly large red eyes jumps Magnus and he yelps and laughs, cut off when "Peanut" grabs the phone in her mouth and somehow turns it off.

After a short cut to black, Magnus reappears again, covered in awful scratches. He doesn't seem to mind, though.]

Hey, I got her to calm down! She's super playful. Don't worry, I got her under control now. Look!

[He turns to point the camera at the varren, who is now sitting on the couch looking much calmer than before. The couch, though, happens to have a slash through one of its cushions, and Peanut happens to only be calm because she is currently in the process of chewing through a half-eaten throw pillow.]

Her name's Peanut and she's kind of a handful, but I think it's just 'cause she's young. She's super sweet, though. Man, my roommates are going to love her! Say hi, Peanut!

[Peanut doesn't say hi. Magnus reenters the frame then to take one of her paws and wave it at the camera. She snaps at him and bites his wrist painfully, and he yelps and kicks the phone trying to pull away. Everyone is treated to a final view of the ceiling, the backdrop a series of snarls and shrieks that descend into laughter.]

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Oh, incredibly dangerous!

[Sup, he's recovered. Somewhat. Peanut seems more interested in the couch again.]

But it's fine, she's not that different from any domestic dog with a tendency to bite. I definitely think she's tamable, it's just gonna take a little work. I think she's just excited 'cause she's still getting used to the change in environment. Nothing I can't handle! I'm very proficient in animal handling.

[A +5 is barely "very proficient" but it is proficient at least.]

It could be the environment. It sucks to lose your home and feel trapped somewhere else.

[She shrugs.]

It could also be her way of expressing her feelings or that biting gets her what she wants or that she's picking up on cues from you and thinks biting is play. Or a lot of things. I'm not the animal handler though.

You might want to get her a chew toy before she goes through all your couch pillows or goes through your arm. Or hurts someone else.

Yeah, I'm definitely gonna make sure she doesn't hurt anybody, don't worry about that. I did pick up some food that's safe to give her, like canned meat and stuff, but...

[He shrugs.]

I guess the gods don't think toys are a necessity. Either that, or all the shops I checked were clear of 'em.

[Makes more sense for it to be the former though, or that doctor would've never asked for help constructing toys for the clinic.]

I'd say make one, but I don't know what kind of homemade toy would stand up to her.

Good luck.

It'd have to be wooden. I've got the sewing skills of a semi-coordinated raccoon. And no one wants to deal with a dog that's got mouth splinters. Let alone a dog that has nine inch fangs.

It can't be much fun to take care of her teeth.

Yeah, brushing's gonna be. An adventure.

[Oh boy.]

But worth it! That's the important part.