Drake raised an eyebrow when she asked if he was afraid she'd try and harm him.  He chuckled a bit and slid a steak knife over to her.<br/>"Try if you like.  I do not see it ending well from you, and not from me."<br/>He said as he winked and nodded.<br/>"She is very pretty...and sweet but she knows who her Master is and she knows who she is meant to protect.  Sasha.  Defend."<br/><br/>The puppy turned her ass to him and her hackles went up, lips curled revealing sharp fangs as she began growling and snarling at Syl with murderous intent should she try and step near her.<br/>"Wolves are said to have massive jaw strength and can easily take a hand off when they have a good grip."<br/>He said as he stroked Sasha's head as she calmed and barked a bit.<br/><br/>"Sasha will protect me unless told other wise.  I got her to protect you.  She know's your scent...hence why she was whining when you walked by and not before.  When you are ready for the outside, she will be with you."<br/>Chuckling he nodded.<br/>"It is rather creepy to speak into your mind, which is why I do not do it very often.  I am used to it, but if I don't have to cause you to be uncomfortable, I won't.  Now, eat please."<br/>He said as he slit a fork to her and leaned back against the counter lobbing chunks of raw steak for Sasha to catch and eat.