In the last room in the house sat a wolf. He glanced at me with beautiful blue eyes and then looked away as though ashamed of himself. I stepped into the room and angled my head to look at him. "Hello, wolf," I said, expecting a response. He stood, shaking his fur out to alleviate the dust and approached me slowly, circling and sniffing my hair. Standing still, I wasn't fearful of him at all.
Have a happy week, and don't forget to save those ta-ta's! :)