Broken Boulder The great sleep has taken her

It was about time Meltin' Milton came. Except this wasn't Meltin' Milton. Guillotina wasn't even sure this was a wolf, actually. There was something realy messed up about his eye, and he looked like maybe he had been shaken too much in utero. Guillotina already had decided he was definitely not as pretty as her. He might even have been uglier than Milton, and Milton was pretty ugly because Milton was brown.

Guillotina didn't like that she had asked for Milton but didn't get him. It made her mad. She glared daggers at Ulf because she didn't know what he was. He was definitely not a fox either. His face was really messed up. He said something to her and she sighed. "What's wrong with your eye?" She asked with a smug smile knowing she was prettier.