Stay Tuned RP

Loco
The wolf curled up after rolling for a minute and barked a small "no" in reply, wagging his tail in graditude. 

Outlaw
"Have a good sleep buddy." She murmured, pulling the blankets over him and going to close the curtains over the window. "Yell if you need something" she added, then exited the room, gently closing the door behind her.

(ok lets make this as cute as possible)
Loco
Loco laid on the bed, ears pricked and a corner of blanket hanging from his mouth. He stared at the door, a worried look in his quite distant eyes, before diverting his attention to the blanket and starting to chew on it again. He found it relieved his anxiety to a degree, tho the action of doing so made him feel awkward. Sure, he was a dog, but he wasn't a dog by nature, and doing a doggish thing seemed unnatural. After a few minutes of aggresively nibbling and pulling on the blanket, he got up, testing his legs to see if his healing had done anything, then leapt at the door, body slamming it harshly. It made a loud noise, but the action didn't seem to hurt him in anyway. 
Loco put his front paws on the door, starting to chew on the handle and playing with it. He could've just turned into a human and done it a little..... easier, but part of him felt that Outlaw might be able to understand him better as Loco, though he wasn't at all sure if that was accurate. 

Outlaw
She heard the slam on the door upstairs and put down the bridle she was fixing with a sigh. "That kid..." she grumbled, standing up and making her way up the flight of long stairs and down the maze of hallways to Auberon's room. She opened the door swiftly, and stood there looking at Loco, waiting for an explanation.

Loco
Loco heard her coming, therefore proceeding to step back and wait for the door to open. Once it opened and he saw her, he pricked his ears happily and started to wag his tail, letting his tongue hang out while his eyes let her know he was feeling better.

Outlaw
"Do you want to come back down with me then?" She questioned him, raising an eyebrow.

Loco
The panting stopped, tho his tongue still hung out limply, and his tail ceased to swish for a minute. After consideration, his wagging and panting resumed happily, though by now his eyes betrayed a fear and sadness he had been trying to hide for a while.

Outlaw
"What's the matter my brother?" She asked gently, in a caring tone.

Loco
Whatever sound came next was something like a cough, though very abrupt and unprepared for. The wolf stopped what all he was doing and drooped his ears sadly, averting his eyes to the ground to hide the obvious conflict in them. For some odd reason, he stepped back timidly, dropping his head to the ground for a minute before lifting it back up slightly. His overly fluffy tail lost all energy it had seconds prior to the question, hanging limply behind him. The entire sudden stance change made it seem as though someone had just flipped on a switch in his brain to act ashamed and scared, though the act wasn't entirely controlled by his emotions, but rather, years of learning to do so.

Outlaw
She crouched down to be at the wolf's level, her knee scolding her for doing so with more pain, which she ignored. "What's up, amigo?" She questioned, waiting.

(i forgot the puppers name)
Loco
Loco sat down timidly and placed his tail over his front paws, lowering his head again and drooping his floppy ears. His mind was going haywire as it normally did when he was this way, and he didn't quite know how to react or what to do.

Outlaw
"Do you need something to eat or drink?" She questioned gently, slight worry evident in her pale blue eyes.

Loco
The dog tossed his head uncertainly, beginning to chew on his tongue lightly for no apparent reason. He gazed off to the side for a minute, then stopped his biting and stared at Outlaw defensively.

Outlaw
She stared back at him, racking her brains for what do. How to kill people? In the bag. Rodeos? You betcha. Injuring herself? Pro. Helping people with internal stuff? Nothing. Nada. One of the few things she did not have at least some idea of. "You gotta help me here amigo, I dunno what you want." She mumbled pleadingly, sitting down on the floor with a thump.

Loco
Loco sniffed the air, never letting his eyes leave hers. He silently wondered if she'd act the way he expected her to; the way everyone had treated him when he was this mentally screwed up.