The wolf wagged, his tail thumping against her leg. He lay his head on her lap.

[h3]Chase and Pira Jackson[/h3]

Chase glanced at him. "[color=6ecff6]You know who's fault it so,[/color]" He responded before obeying and scampering after Pira. Pira had found her way back to the library, no surprise there, and browsed the shelves, muttering to herself.