The large wolf, still curled quietly on the outskirts of the camp, lay watching the scenes unfold as I kept my satchel tucks out of sight by my chest. This new addition troubled him, though he had not yet decided why.
He had seen RayLeonarde depart, then return a short time later, and watched as Valentine woke, seeing the difference in her demeanor with Ray around...
As for the Fox, Lightstone (though Light Fingers might be a more fitting name), it appeared that Ray was about to handle that issue... I suddenly rise, my satchel strings around my neck, and trot to where Ray has Lightstone pinned.. After clearing my throat I speak softly
"It's a shame... someone as light fingered and free of regret could be a valuable asset on a journey, if he learned ot respect his companions possessions. He could even make himself quite rich... But, if he can't be trained may I have his tail when you are done with him?"