The dogs were intimidating to say the least. Frisk clutched their stick closer to their body in an act of self defense-
Wait, were the dogs following the stick's movement? The human slowly moved the stick one way, then the other and much to their surprise, the giant beasts before them were intently focused on the small piece of wood.
An idea popped into Frisk's head, it was risk, but they wouldn't be able to spell their own name without the word 'risk'.
* ITEM> Stick
* You throw the stick-
The text, along with the voice reading it out, paused as the two dogs rushed off after the thrown stick. Frisk heard a few growls and yelps before they both returned.
* -The Guard Dogs bring it back.
* Their Atk decreased.
The two canines snapped out of their stick induced excitement and hurled a small handful of rocks at Frisk, who sidestepped to avoid them. They wiped the drool off the stick before they made their next move.
* MERCY> Spare.
The dogs decided that whatever Frisk was, they were nice enough to leave alone. The FIGHT area vanished as one dog asked it's companion if they would get in trouble with 'Alpha'. The other dog shrugged and said it wasn't their problem.
Frisk looked down at their stick after the dogs left, they were glad the trick worked and equally glad they still had their stick.
They liked their stick, they still couldn't decide on a name for it yet.