Chapter IX: Just play along
It felt good to have his paws touch the floor again. Additionally, the wolf now had the opportunity to look around a bit more. The highchair was situated at one of the short ends of the table, but it faced the kitchen and he his back was turned to the...
VI. Midnight mishaps
**VI. Midnight mishaps** _As told by Nina_ The evening passed relatively quickly, as we were all having a good time. Even Milo appeared to enjoy himself, despite his initial reluctance to be with us in the first place. It was so good to be back home...
Chapter III: With eyes wide open
Aran awoke groggily on what he estimated to be the next morning, although he felt tired, like he had not slept at all. His chest still felt sensitive, but did not hurt as much as before. Additionally, he noticed that he was no longer wearing the nylon...
Chapter VIII: Fast food
"Come on, little one, it's good for you," Jennifer instigated. "But it tastes bad!" the wolf exclaimed. "If you finish this one like a good puppy, I'll give you something yummy for dessert, deal?" Aran sighed. "I suppose I don't have a choice?" "In...
Chapter VII: Stairway to highchair
"Are you hungry, little one?" Jennifer asked as she led the wolf out of the bathroom. "It's been a while since I last ate, I think," Aran replied, but he was distracted by his surroundings. The hallway was fairly spacious, with five doors and a...
V. The violin
**V. The violin** _As told by Milo_ After dinner, Nina invited me over to the couch on the living room. Steffen helped their parents to clear the table while Nina and I made ourselves comfortable. Eventually, the rest of the family joined us, taking...
Chapter VI: That's the question
Aran sighed, realizing that he could not win the argument. On the other paw, there were different shades of losing. "I won't fuss, but please answer one question," he said resolutely. "Alright, but I'll dress you first," she negotiated. 'Darn, she...
Chapter XIV: Choice and catharsis
Laying on the couch as still as he could, Aran tried to think of a different place in a desperate attempt to escape the pain. Every move appeared to hurt, except for his fingers, which idly tousled with Damian's fur. Not paying attention to anything...
Chapter XIII: Traces of faces
The wolf fell back into a deep sleep. His mind, however, had a different opinion and showed him images of the "interrogation room". Ignorant to the fact that he was dreaming, Aran found himself back on the bolted chair, wearing the harness. On the...
Chapter XII: Let's try this again
When Aran woke up, the first thing that struck him as odd was the direction of gravity. For all he knew, he fell asleep lying down on a soft mattress, not sitting up on a hard surface. The second thing his groggy mind managed to figure out was his...
IV. This is it
_As told by Nina_ Later that night, I crossed the street in the suburbs of Northshore. Mrs. Larkin lived in an apartment building that was built for elderly people that were still healthy enough to live on their own. It had all the necessary basics...
I. Give me a break
_As told by Nina_ Spring break. I was pleasantly woken up by the breaking dawn as the rays of sunlight fell into my room. As I came to my senses, I felt the soft material of my pink pawed sleeper all around me, and the fluffy fur of my stuffed White...