Tormented Tarns enter stage left

he was glad. so, so glad that someone — a wolf — was being nice to him. the only other time he remembered someone enjoying his company was, well, umi, but....she was different. stories? he never had to tell a story before. mmmit's nice. you...wolves can't purr, right? i can, and, and dude it's sick. he purred loudly to make his point, something that he hadn't done since he was last with his owner. alllsooo, i always land on my, on my feet. mmhm.