"Fine."

You sigh, and turn back around. You've decided to help her out, despite her rudeness. You can't just leave her there.

"Fine..." you say, exasperated.

"Oh, thank you!" the wolf says, overjoyed. "I'm sorry about all of that..."

"Yeah, yeah, it's fine..." you say, patting her belly. "THIS is still in the way, though..." You punctuate your sentence with a poke of your index finger, sending it into a jiggling fit.

"I don't know how to deal with that... But, I promise I'll make this up to you, somehow."

"'Kay." You doubt that she would actually reciprocate, but, oh well. "Wait, I never did get your name... What is it?"

"It's Quinn. It's a pleasure to meet you."

"It's a pleasure to meet you, too, Quinn." You take one of her hind paws and shake it, like a hand. She giggles. "Now, how to get you out? I'll have to think on this..."

You sit down, resting your body against her sizable paunch. It's quite comfortable, actually; very soft, and very warm. There are certainly worse things to lay against. She appreciates the warmth, too, as is made evident by her wagging tail.

You've got some thinking to do...

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