Trish climbed the wolf's arm and took a seat on his shoulder; the best vantage point to watch what he was doing.<br/><br/>"I am your slave now... We've established that." Trish begins, running her paw through the course fur of the wolf's fur as he worked on the potion, "What did you have in mind for my duties?" Trish asks, using an innocent look upon her face as she finishes...