Jaren was sleeping and turning around in his sleep. He was unaware that fang had left the apartment. He hadn't known the door was unlocked. He was smiling for once because when he went to sleep he hadn't been alone. He had a new canine companion. He had someone he could talk to. Someone who wouldn't judge him and would listen. Someone to share this large and empty apartment with. Even if they couldn't talk back. He was smiling. He was also dreaming up new dance moves. His mind mixing a tango move with a michael jackson walk. Then nixing it and trying to turn the michael jackson moon walk into something that added in sexy yet decent. He brain still trying to think up new techniques. Which he would then calculate and theorize then experiment and retry. He would make new moves or he would get all banged up trying.