Orin woke up with aches and pains all over his body, along with many bloody marks. "Dang...hell-spawn" he said out loud, before realizing he was leaning on one of them, but apparently not in danger of being rended, yet. "Did my little wolf-pet enjoy his rest?" he heard after realizing he was actually in a bed of what looked like rags and pillows arranged in a mat-like fashion. He tired to get up and see who said that, but he felt himself get yanked back down and realized he was collared and chained to the bed. "Tsk, tsk...I hope you don't try that again, or I might have to tighten the chain, and I'm right here in case you're wondering..." he felt a paw stroke the back of his neck, sending chills down his spine. "W-Why didn't you have me killed in the forest?" he asked, slightly afraid since he can't defend himself from the back. "Because...I'm lonely being the only one who can actually speak... and you were abandoned in the woods by your wolf-girl, along with that dragon girl" Orin stiffened up Rowan, don't tell me you actually followed me, and left Sira too...