Lucius

In a sudden movement, the husky gave a sharp tug; the leash, already somewhat worn, snapped instantly. Koda shot towards a tiny Pomeranian, barely 25 centimeters tall, who didn't hesitate to respond with shouts:

(What do you mean, "dwarf dog"? You're a huge pole! I bet your brain cells don't reach up there!) The little Pomeranian barked nonstop, hopping around in miniature with indignation, while Koda barked back, wagging her tail from side to side with pure playful excitement.

"Koda! Stop! " Lucius exclaimed firmly, running after him. Worry tightened his face, thinking that his pet had suddenly become aggressive, something completely unheard of in such a docile and sociable animal.

"Mochi! " you shouted, your heart in your throat. You stood there, holding your little Pomeranian's leash, completely terrified as a massive Siberian Husky, weighing nearly 30 kilos, charged toward you, barking. Lucius rushed over and quickly got in the way, grabbing Koda's harness to keep him at a distance. His chest heaving from the run, his ragged breaths visible in the cold air, and his cold expression stiffening with embarrassment, he stared down at you through his gold-rimmed glasses.

I'm so sorry... The leash broke , Lucius said in a deep, distant voice, but one filled with sincere apology, as he held Koda, who was wagging his tail happily. Are you and your dog alright? I didn't mean to attack him, I just... I don't know what happened to him.