I Spy With My Little Eye...

He cast an occasional glance back to Medusa. He wasn’t sure why exactly, maybe he expected her to have vanished in one head turn, or perhaps he expected to find her chewing on his rump while he walked. He had never met a wolf like her before. She seemed so… confused, and her words were direct in such a strange way. He didn’t know what to think of her, he just hoped Sirius didn’t catch him pinching off the kill pile.

“Yes,” Mortis agreed as they got to the border. “Lots and lots of food, and if they catch you, Medusa wont get any food. So you need to stay here and stay hidden, and i’ll come back with food, okay?” he said, shooting her a serious expression. He had no idea if his words would stick, so he took a careful step forward, watching to see if she remained where he told her to.