Whether the dog is off her, Tidus gathers his magic for a spell, throwing out his hand to conjure it in the place where the dogs had gathered. A large sphere of water spanning out and bubbles, it takes seconds to build, bursting upon itself and sending it or any of the other others scattering with the power of the watera.

And he's hurrying as best he can with the sludge-snow, to come over, or be there if she needs the extra defence. Concern in his voice. "Hey-!"