Broken Boulder The great sleep has taken her

Guillotina knew her question wasn't nice, but she wanted to know. She hadn't seen a wolf  with an eye like that before, but he wasn't a wolf. She assumed it came with the package of not being a wolf, having really weird eyes. Maybe she would get an answer some day but it didn't seem like today was that day. Ulf had grown silent. Guillotina liked that in a man. It showed strength and character. She also preferred to always be dominating the conversation so being quiet made her like you most of the time. It was the Guillotina Show, not anyone else's show.

All she wanted was Meltin' Milton and instead she got the whole dang circus. She sighed but this one was a wolf, at least. And this wolf didn't seem to have weird eyes. That made Guillotina smile sweetly but she didn't like that this wolf was a girl and almsot as pretty as her. She talked funny though. Guillotina didn't feel so threatened anymore by the girl because of her accent. Guillotina didn't like accents much. She thought your face should be the  most exciting thing about you, not your voice.

"Hello. I'm here to see Milton." She announced. Maybe Milton would get the hint and magically appear so she didn't have to explain this to the next wolf that decided to show up.