Broken Boulder The great sleep has taken her

Lily squinted at the woman, utterly perplexed. "What do you mean, his eye--" Before she could continue, she was speaking again. She let out an exasperated snort, shaking her head. "No, I'm not into girls! We're a Sanctuary; we take in those who need a home, and--"

She was again cut off by the emergence of a dark wolf, whose enthusiasm seemed boundless. This was Milton, and when he turned to her, a big smile on his face, she took an involuntary step back. His eyes were--pink. Like, flower pink. Pinker than any eyes she'd ever seen. She looked between the two wolves, doing a double take, then a triple take.

I must be tripping.

"Erm, pleasure to meet you," Lily said to Milton, trying to make as graceful a recovery as she could. "I'm Lily. Sorry for the confusion," she addressed Tina with an apologetic stare, though clearly still very confused. "I hadn't had the chance to meet Milton yet before you arrived."