Where they were sitting at, the wolves were sitting around them, content and sleeping. As Alyia cuddled up to him, he put his arms around her. They were sitting on a huge log. Of course he was tired, but he was used to feeling tired because of his insomnia. He sat there; he just watched the fire and occasionally would reach down and pat the head of one of the wolves. He agreed with what Alyia had said earlier that they would indeed get along well. One or two of the wolves were still awake and were just laying there wanting to be near both Fang and Alyia. It seemed to Fang that the wolves had taken a liking to Alyia quite well and quite quickly. He then looks at her, â€œYa know what I noticed, that itâ€™s only been a little while since weâ€™ve been getting know each other better and the wolves seemed to have taken to you quite quickly which is rare for them. It usually takes them a long time to actually like someone.â€ He says to her. Both the sleeping wolves and the awake ones let out happy sounding sighs as they all lay together.  Heâ€™s surprised when Alyia reaches up and kisses him on the lips, of course he kisses her back.