div id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461629223556_2089"She looked at her wolf, sitting patiently as Thalia set up a silver tent. His attentive stare and blue eyes reminded her so much of the little brother she loved. With a smile, Thalia remembered a day, back when Jason was two./div
div id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461629223556_2090" /div
div id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461629223556_2396"emTiptoeing carefully, she turned to her 'wolf' and put her finger too her lips. Jason nodded, crawling up to her knee. /em/div
div id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461629223556_2395"em"I yaw woof." He whispered, smiling up at her. Thalia smiled down at him./em/div
div id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461629223556_2394"em"That's right. You're my wolf." She whispered back. She was crouched behind the couch, peeking out from the side and spying on her mother and her mothers friends. Jason tugged on the back of her t-shirt. /em/div
div id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461629223556_2393"em"What's wrong?" She whispered./em/div
div id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461629223556_2392"em"I hurted my paw." He frowned bravely, his eyes shining with tears. Thalia snatched up his hand and looked at it./em/div
div id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461629223556_2391" /div
div id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461629223556_2410"emA small shard of glass was lodged in his palm./em/div
div id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461629223556_2390"em"Mommy! Jason hurt his paw!" She cried out, running to her mother./em/div
div id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461629223556_2389"em"His paw, did you say?" Her mother laughed./em/div
div id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461629223556_2388"em"Yes Mommy, he got glass in his hand!" She started to cry real tears, which she never did. Thalia's mother stood up and walked around to the back of the couch, where Jason was sitting, abandoned./em/div
div id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461629223556_2411"em"Oh my lord! How did this happen? Never mind that, let me get this out." Thalia's mother picked up Jason, who was now crying and took him to the kitchen. Thalia stood in the living room, crying. One of her mothers friend told her that Jason would be fine./em/div
div id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461629223556_2412"em"He's special." She had said./em/div
div id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461629223556_2413"em"He's my wolf. My special woof." She had sniffled, proud of her little brother./em/div
div id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461629223556_2414" /div
div id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461629223556_2415"Thalia had never wondered who her mothers friend was, but she did know that they were right. Jason was special. And he was her little wolf. He was her special 'woof'./div