[Moments before the explosion…]
"Woof! Woof!"
Rhen's sharp barking echoed through the garden, followed by a low growl as the puppy's gaze fixed on the tall bushes ahead.
Jessy tightened her grip on the leash, sighing as she held the agitated pup back.
"I don't know what's gotten into him. He's been acting like this since yesterday," she said, worry edging her tone.
"Maybe the lockdown is making him restless," Damon suggested, glancing towards the puppy. "A lively dog like him isn't used to confinement. From what I've seen, Armel often lets him out to play."
"Perhaps… but I'm not so sure," Jessy replied. "This isn't my first time taking care of Rhen. He was fine the last time Armel left him with me when he followed Mr Amares to Rivendelle. There were days we couldn't go out because of the weather, but he was never this cranky."
