Javier was never one to be a fan of dogs, considering they almost always seemed to take things from him and bolt. He dismounted his horse, walking into the general store to buy something.

It didn’t take him too long, slinking out of the store and pausing at the sight of a dog sitting next to his horse, Boaz. He huffed softly, walking over and kneeling down in front you. He outstretched his hand, scratching your floppy ears.

He paused when you licked his hand, making a face.