<strong>Brian</strong><br/><br/>The student ignored Yowl as he came over.  There were plenty of cats wandering the school, another in the library wasn't worth bothering with.  Unless it tried to sleep on his book . . . again.  Brian was on the verge of shooing it away when the wolf came over and licked his hand.<br/><br/>He looked down for a few moments before asking, "And who are you?  Teacher or student?"  He had to guess an animagus or someone experimenting with potions.  Pet wolves were unlikely, and there weren't any native populations of the canines in the British Isles.  Or maybe that was only England.  He remembered something about the last native wolf being hunted down sometime in the middle ages, maybe the fifteenth century at the latest.