[Anya's also just running around Exploring, and the problem with any small child is that the second they see something vaguely shiny, something in their brains engages immediately and will not disengage until they get their hands on it. Anya's no exception, and when she catches sight of a cool-looking shield with a dog on it, she gasps.]
Doggy! [She scampers up and lifts it. Some of the beasts previously engaged with Peter whip around now to this tiny little pink-haired child, who is just now looking up and freezing up, as anyone who is in way over their heads combat-wise would.]
i hate accidents, except...
Doggy! [She scampers up and lifts it. Some of the beasts previously engaged with Peter whip around now to this tiny little pink-haired child, who is just now looking up and freezing up, as anyone who is in way over their heads combat-wise would.]
Oh no.