Oh, Reid! I love you so much! Let's run away together, create our own flock and give birth to a bunch of wolf cubs! - I portrayed her, of course, in a squeaky voice.

- Claire, my soul, I would be glad, but here's an ambush, I bit the other one, looking at the night, - oh, how it turned out in my verses, of course, in a rough bass.

- I'll help you get rid of her - let's eat her! - carried me. At that moment, Reid grinned, shook his head, and looked straight at my window—right at me. Oops! Gotcha... Who knew that his wolf locators were...