A Furry Problem

Well, you were asleep and since you've made it clear you want little to do with me at all, I figured at least as a dog I'd have half a chance of some sleep before being chased out. He quipped back, not at all addressing the why he was a dog portion of that question and he knew it. So with another sigh he sat up, to turn around so he could stare up at Fran easier when he laid back down, arms behind his head. Trying to appear relaxed.

And see, one generally doesn't put "Is forced to be a wild animal twice a month" in such a contract. Nor really, bring it up until they trust someone.

@Franziska Wulff