Since Chinese New Year, Wolfram has been virtually invisible at the Mansion. He's been carefully avoiding the more trafficked arras of the Mansion, aside from the kitchen and the stables. He's been riding the crude trails in the forest during the better weather, and roving the hallways when the weather is snowy. There is a reason for this, but it's ( Read more... )

Do they smoke? Never, it's a filthy habit found among the humans, and he's not about to take up a filthy human habit.
Drink (alcohol)? The occasional glass of wine with dinner, but mot much more.
Drugs? Never, except the odd painkiller when injured, and even then, he's not thrilled about it.
What genre of movie or books do they prefer? Tales of ( Read more... )

Nobody seems able to tell me just *what* this place is, but what I *do* know is that I am in some place known as "the Mansion" -- what house as magnificent as this is in need of a fitting name?! -- and I am away from my fiancé. No doubt, by now, someone has led him astray or at least tried to. I have the reassurance of the Wise Man that all is well ( Read more... )