The three dogs were conscientiously fulfilling their duty, their mouths curved affectionately, their small eyes squinted into slits, trying their best to look cute and dumb like pet dogs.
"Grey One, Grey Two, and Grey Three are obedient and won't bite. There's no need to be afraid."
The Little Prince was intrigued by the six children close in age and wanted to strike up a conversation with them. He peered out from his sister's embrace and started talking.
"Woof woof."
The three dogs cooperated by expressing themselves with low purring sounds from their throats. Their mouths curled even higher, grinning like flowers.
"Their fur is really soft, you can touch them."
Boosted by the support of the three dogs, the Little Prince gained more courage. He stretched out his tender hand and happily petted the dogs.
He happened to pet Grey Three, who was the closest to him. With an outstretched hand, he could reach the dog's neck.
