Isla could never have expected that Annum Brown would bring her to the place where the Presidential Mansion keeps its guard dogs.
Isla, somewhat scared, hid behind Annum, tightly gripping the edge of his clothes. She peeked out her little head to look at the guard dogs of all shapes and sizes inside.
"Brother Annum... why did we come here? Let's go back..." Isla's voice was soft and sweet, just like a glutinous rice ice cream.
Annum snuck one of the guard dogs out. Isla, scared, stayed right behind him, clutching his clothes, cautiously avoiding the dog.
The dog Annum snuck out was a German Shepherd. To adorable Isla... it naturally appeared a bit ferocious! It was logical for her to be scared.
After bringing Isla and the German Shepherd to a secluded area, he put an annoying handkerchief he'd been holding in front of the German Shepherd's nose for it to sniff.
The dog sneezed, seemingly because of some smell on the handkerchief.