"I never meant to bite her like I did. I had just gotten used to chewing on her pretty pink nails that I had never thought she wouldn’t have them, that they’d be soft and tender like yours are. My tooth went straight through her nail. That was the first time you hit me. I am a bad dog."
"It was an early, foggy morning when I first saw the Rain Beast on the ground. Usually, when and if I saw her, she would be soaring through the sky, the shape of a cumulus cloud, puffy and towering and flat on the bottom save for her wispy claws..."