"Siberian husky?" he prompts, squinting in thought. "They're known for blue eyes. Tails curl up over their backs a little, though not as much as this."

He runs a hand over Lily's tail and she turns to nose him questioningly.

"They're normally a mix of colours, but they can be pure white too. Lily here is a Samoyed, and therefore also from Siberia -- aren't you?"

Her tail swishes faster at the sound of her name, at the tone of Lancelot's voice, and he smiles indulgently down at her.