Kuri was really excited to meet her favorite mangaka. He was really really famous and popular.
Jake was being really supportive, taking the crowds and noise in stride. Even though it must be hurting his wolf senses, especially the crazy smells.
Kuri finally made it to see the artist. "Oh! You're so great! I'm such a big fan!" Her eyes were big and sparkly. "I follow you all the time! On—"
"You follow me?!" The artist was freaking out. Jacob got in front of Kuri protectively. "You're a stalker! I knew it! You ruin this for everyone!" Jake took a move to stop him, but the guy was fast!
Kuri was crying.
Jake enveloped her in his arms. He wanted to go after the artist, but this was more important. He pet Kuri's hair and rubbed her back until she calmed down.
Sniffing, she turned her attention to the table. "Woooooowww…" Kuri was holding a set of brushes.
"Kuri don't." Jacob warned. "Leave them alone."
Kuri held them closer. "He was mean to me. I'm gonna use these."
Something was wrong. This wasn't like Kuri at all! Jake wanted to stop her…but he was totally weak against that smile and those eyes…
"A-Alright." Jake patted her head. "We're giving them back tomorrow, ok?"
"Mm…" Kuri was still looking at the brushes. Jake didn't like it, but what could he do? She was so…so…happy!