Jasmine walked on the roof, thinking of what to do next. She jumped off and landed on her pads. The nice humans fed her meat regularly everyday. She waited until the kid showed up. He set down a big chunk of meat. "Good girl." He said softly. He ran off back to his den. Jasmine chewed and crunched on the meat. He didn't cook it this time, but he heated it. Everyday Jr. (the boy) would come running towards Jasmine showing her different things and what they mean. Yesterday he showed Jasmine a fridge and a window. Today, he showed her a building and a car, mostly called a vehicle he also said some were called S.U.Vs, vans, tractors, etc. Jasmine enjoyed the life of a non-wild wolf. She had no clue how to live as a normal wolf. Jasmine usually used her nose to get food, but she never went beyond the town gates. EVER. Jasmine had the last bite of the meat then she curled up on Jr.'s den patio.