[Ammy watches how carefully Frisk toys with the hairpins, a gentle smile tugging up at the corners of her lips, exposing her teeth slightly in a very wolfish smile. She laughs her quiet, wheezy chuckle when Frisk tries to pin back their hair, only to make the mess of brown scruff even more messy. Of course, she just nods her head in approval though, like any friend would. Honestly, she'd help if she could, but...yeah. Not possible. But she's sure they'll get the hang of it eventually, or have someone more skilled assist them the first few times. Frisk has many friends, and it's possible Chara may know how to help their roommate with the kanzashi would unraveling the fabrics that make the heart and wings. Of course, Ammy could fix the pins if that were to happen, but child ought to learn to care their belongings, especially gifts from their friends. Gods create miracles, they don't solve tiny life problems because you want them to.
When Frisk reaches for the bell, and it chimes its gentle note, Ammy's posture seems to shift a little. She's less the silly dog they know and love, and more the god wolf that watches over the whole castle when she can. Her dark eyes reflect a wisdom that transcends time itself, and the looks she gives to Frisk speaks volumes. Do not misplace this, do not break it, and do not hoard it for yourself - and nor should the other two. This gift she is giving to Frisk now, but it is truly a gift for all the children that dwell with them. There is only one Peace Bell, a holy artifact that cannot be replicated, and they need to share and use it wisely. She trusts them to do so, and thus is surrendering it now.
That Frisk understands her silent stare makes the wolf smile again, but this time with pride and satisfaction. Ammy breathes out as she feels a swell of energy flow through her, filling her chest with warmth and spreading out through her body. It's meant to be rejuvenating, but Ammy just feels so satisfied and relaxed that she stretches out her back with a huge yawn, dismissing the Fan Menu with a poof! and a snort, then lays her head on Frisk's pillow where it's still warm from when they laid there.]
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When Frisk reaches for the bell, and it chimes its gentle note, Ammy's posture seems to shift a little. She's less the silly dog they know and love, and more the god wolf that watches over the whole castle when she can. Her dark eyes reflect a wisdom that transcends time itself, and the looks she gives to Frisk speaks volumes. Do not misplace this, do not break it, and do not hoard it for yourself - and nor should the other two. This gift she is giving to Frisk now, but it is truly a gift for all the children that dwell with them. There is only one Peace Bell, a holy artifact that cannot be replicated, and they need to share and use it wisely. She trusts them to do so, and thus is surrendering it now.
That Frisk understands her silent stare makes the wolf smile again, but this time with pride and satisfaction. Ammy breathes out as she feels a swell of energy flow through her, filling her chest with warmth and spreading out through her body. It's meant to be rejuvenating, but Ammy just feels so satisfied and relaxed that she stretches out her back with a huge yawn, dismissing the Fan Menu with a poof! and a snort, then lays her head on Frisk's pillow where it's still warm from when they laid there.]