Blythe stands, bristly and jittery, and he retorts, "Greytrail, you howling scalawag! We agreed to never discuss that again. I felt terrible about it. We didn't even know it was tapir." Blythe continues, "And welcome aboard. With the TARDIS malfunctioning....or maybe my mishandling of it...we could go anywhere or anywhen. And we've got tapirs that need seeing to, and puppies and kittens."<br/><br/>Blythe smiles though, thinking of a good thing, "But a strong wolfie like you ought to be able to keep the baby animals in line. Off you go, down in the hold!"<br/><br/>Blythe stops as he hears a noise. Something crawls along by his feet. He sighs and stoops down, taking a look...<br/><br/>(http://cute-n-tiny.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/cute-baby-tapir.jpg)<br/><br/>He also finds something scandalous!<br/><br/>(http://thumb18.shutterstock.com/thumb_small/469207/469207,1258504901,4/stock-photo-clip-art-illustration-of-a-red-pair-of-womens-panties-41124694.jpg)<br/><br/>Blythe stares and says, "Someone has been dressing the tapir again to irritate me." He sighs. Shall the quest for pleasure go unfulfilled? Wherever he goes, something seems to jump in the way and shout, "None for you!"