<span style="font-size: 125%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="font-family:  Monotype Corsiva;"><span style="color: #800000">Marabas glanced at the woman who spoke to him. She was badly beaten it seemed. He smiled. â€œMy business here to offer you a nicer place to stay the night. Thisâ€¦â€ he paused then and thought. â€œThisâ€¦ lovely establishment is not well protected. You are would be very easy to attack if someone had the mind to.â€ He said and then glanced at the wolf snarling at him.<br/><br/>â€œAny you would do well to put you fangs away. There is no need for violence. I have not been violent and to assume I would beâ€¦ well perhaps you know how the saying goes,â€ he said. This wolf said he knew some of the things he had done. He didnâ€™t believe it. Marabas knew he was not well known. â€œAnd you mean that you are aware that I have both delighted in bon bons and taken long walks on the beach, then yes you do know of some of things Iâ€™ve done,â€ Marabas drawled sarcastically. He didnâ€™t much care for this wolfâ€™s attitude.</span></span></span>