"Xolo, bajate de mí, tu gran leño," she laughed, struggling to push the timber wolf, constructed of beech wood, off her but it simply continue to bathe her face. "Vamos, dejame levantarme chica," Xvital said as she tapped the side of the false canine which seemed to be the trick to free herself from the overly affectionate beast. Xvital then sat up and held the timber wolf's head in her hands, shaking its head as she would do for any normal dog. "Asi que por que estas aqui, chica?" Xvital said with just the same amount of love as before only to trail off with eyes going wide. "Oh mierda, si tu estas aqui, entonces el esta-"