Jasper eyes the young girl who came towards him. Sniffing her and with shakey wolf legs walked on all fours towards her house. She smelled like him. She smelled of wolven nature. He hoped she was she seemed very kind hearted. Rare to find in lone wolves. He with her help made it to the large living room. He whined a bit as he hopped up onto the couch. Laying on it as he panted heavily. He looked around with slightly blurring eyes. Barking a bit to show he understood her. He flinched only as the bullet popped out of his furry flesh where it had dug in. Shifting back to his human form. Panting still so she would have an easier time cleaning and stiching his wound. He looks at her. Still laying on the couch in just very torn black jeans. He looks at her. "Thanks. What is your name? Mine is Jasper."