As the growling grew to be more intense, Ryan finally noticed the angry wolf at the door. Well, kind of. [color=B22222]"Huh?"[/color] he said as he turned in the direction of the of the wolf. [color=B22222]"Ah!"[/color] he shouted in surprise as he jumped into the air and landed on his ass. Raising his arms to keep Truth back if she came closer, he slowly began to scoot backwards, away from the angry animal. [color=B22222]"Nice doggy. Stay doggy,"[/color] he said, mistaking the domesticated wolf for a dog of some kind. [i]Probably best if I try to leave. I hope there's a backdoor somewhere.[/i]

Continuing to scoot across the floor, Ryan reached the back of the house and felt around the wall for a door. [i]No, nothing. Oh man, I'm screwed if this dog decides to get violent. Maybe if I can lock myself in one of nearby rooms I can be safe.[/i] Looking around, he finally saw a good place to possibly hide: the bathroom. [color=B22222]"Alright, good boy. Just stay there and let me go use the bathroom. I promise I'll be right back,"[/color] he told the wolf, assuming that she was male with no evidence to prove or deny it at the moment. Quite frankly, the wolf's gender was the furthest thing from his mind. [i]Okay, here we go.[/i] Ryan made a mad dash for the bathroom door, in case Truth tried to pounce him on his way there.