That river in Egypt

"Not so good Miss"
"Oh yeah? I'll be the judge of that"
Rennala stood up and went into the bathroom to check her pet's work. Damocles followed closely behind. She leaned in-front of the mirror and held the braid out in her hand.
"Aww you did good Pet! Come here"
She held her hand up in the air at around head height, inviting him to stand underneath. He went over to her, standing under her hand before she patted him and stroke his hair. She held his head and turned his face towards the mirror, showing him the braid.
"Good boy. Look at that! Not bad for a first go hehe"
The braid was messy with stray hairs sticking out all over the place, but he tried his best and that's what mattered to her. Her approval made him feel good, he didn't know why it mattered to him if he did good or not but it did.
"Run back to the livingroom Pet"
As he made his way back, he noticed that he was doing what she told him to do. What was happening to him? He sat down on his blanket, Rennala entering the room soon after.
"So, is there anything that you have to say to me?"