Three little pups. One little entrance post.
There's a wolf curled up onna couch. He's not going to bite, though. He'll be eternally grateful if someone would scratch him behind the ears.
"Oi. There you are." The wolf is soon joined by a black haired boy young man. "Fancy a run?"
The lack of movement from the wolf seemed to suffice for an answer, and so the young man took a seat next to him, absently stroking his furry head.
~ ~ ~
"Thanks." The door shuts behind a tired looking woman. It's been several weeks since Sara has been in the Inn. She doesn't plan on staying very long, what with having two newborns at home. But even mothers need brief breaks every now and then, and she trusts that Uncle Collins can watch over them for a little bit.
"Oi. There you are." The wolf is soon joined by a black haired boy young man. "Fancy a run?"
The lack of movement from the wolf seemed to suffice for an answer, and so the young man took a seat next to him, absently stroking his furry head.
~ ~ ~
"Thanks." The door shuts behind a tired looking woman. It's been several weeks since Sara has been in the Inn. She doesn't plan on staying very long, what with having two newborns at home. But even mothers need brief breaks every now and then, and she trusts that Uncle Collins can watch over them for a little bit.