The wolf, a wanderer by nature, was actually not invited to the party as he wandered toward the house, following a familiar scent, one he'd gotten to know inside and out. He'd been hunting Jag for almost two days now, more because it was fun to watch the looks he got as he wandered around on all fours, not many ferals in the local area, and most of those avoiding the city.<br/><br/>Walking up to the house, he first noticed something gooey on the doorstep, and, as he disliked goo creatures, he prepared ot go around when he suddenly had a bit of inspiration. Goos were mostly immune to digestion, and besides, he was hungry after this long hunt. So, with a twist of his paw he walked toward the enchinda shaped creature, which now stood only a few inches tall.<br/><br/>"Hmm, I wonder what you taste like?" he asked the tiny creature as he leaned down toward it, producing two slices of bread from somewhere, onto which he tossed the creature, smashing the two together to create a sandwich of the thing as he walked into the house, quite unconcerned with whoever was inside, as he still had to hunt down Jag. Holding his snack in his right paw he took a bite as he come nose to tail with Umi.