*She couldn’t help but to smirk at Zack’s surprise to her talking* *pearly fangs peek over her bottom lip as she continued to speak* I’m sure you are aware of those… magical gray-faces. One decided to transform Cloud’s motorcycle, Fenrir, into the actual living wolf. So here I stand before you as such. However I’m rather bored… Master won’t let me into his home
because I ate the couch and sleeping in the garage is unappealing to me when I have my own four feet to roam about. Would you mind my keeping you company for a short while?