*As Wolf wandered through the ship, he contemplated the journey they would be undertaking. It was a huge adventure that would undoubtly be dangerious, but he didn't regret joining. The mear thought of him being about to even see a Mythical Sword made him drool. This was the power he had searched for his entire life. Regretably, he figured he wouldn't he able to use the sword, let alone touch it. For the crew's sake, it was probably best he didn't touch it. He probably wouldn't be able to control himself once he did and he didn't want to accedentally hurt, or kill, anyone. Stopping suddenly, he sniffs the air, and snarles as he smells a rodent. Closing his eyes, he neals down and places his paw on the ground, palm up. not 7 seconds later, a rather large rat scurryes from under a bed. It dumbfoundedly crawls onto Wolf's open paw, which suddenly clampes down on the rat. Releasing his spell, Wolf simled cruely and he fealt the poor creatures fear eminate as it fruitlessly struggled in his iron tight paw. Standing up, Wolf opens his hand, hanging onto the rat by its tail, and casually lifts it above his open mouth as he snickers cruely. Without warning he drops the rodent and it falls into His mouth, which clamps down around its prey. He rolles the helpless, terrifired creature with his tounge for a moment or two, then bites, ending the creature's life. Smiling, He swallows His victim whole, then slowly walks away as if nothing had happened.*