After being gone most of the day the young child had returned to the large mansion, not in car or on a bike as seen with normal children..but on the back of a large and fearsome beast. The giant black and tan canine carried Madchen wthout a problem..and Madchen rode without a care. She knew that even though this animal was one that could tear her apart she wouldnt nor had the desire too.

When making it to the house she hopped off of the werewolf, tugging lightly on the pink leash she wore. Strange enough she obeyed, following very slowly behind the young child.

In Madchen's tiny hands was a box, one decorated with a black ribbon and being held carefully. As she went up the steps she, along with Fraulien, made sure that she was careful, the werewolf's snout pressing agianst her back as they both climbed up. The last thing that she would want is to have her precious gift tainted or damaged before it reached her father's hands.

It did cost an arm and a leg to get it.