“She’s not mad. Just different.” Gaira stopped pacing. “She rubbed the belly of a demon god.” “Demon wolf god.” “What difference does that make?” “To her it makes all the difference. As far as she’s concerned . . . they’re wolves and therefore, they are more animal than evil being.” “Despite the eyes of flame?” “She just doesn’t put her hands near that area . . . so they don’t get burned.”
