The wolf watched silently as Trunks gently rocked Corinne in his arms gently side to side, jealousy enraged inside of the wolf as he watched. "How did you escape?" Corinne asked when Trunks stopped, and Trunks was back to laying on the couch backing in a slouched manner. "I escaped when the Emortal bird was talking to a human boy, named Eric Quantor, the Emortal bird was too mesmerized by the crystal ball, but I was about to exit when I was spotted, after a hessitin smashed something made of glass and I was caught. "The Emortal bird lifted me into the air from a distance an arm extended, pointing a claw at me, and said, "escaping was futile", but I proved him wrong, when I saw a light in my mind and I reached for it with my paws. After that, I was on the ground and I ran as fast as I could. "After awhile running, I was tired and came across some sort of miniature maelstrom, I stuck a paw into it, and I was pushed or pulled into it, in which after that I blacked out. I later aroused to here, but in a forest. I moved close to a clearing, I heard voices, which turned out to be Paige, Trunks, and you Corinne, I laid low listening, but I soon blacked out once more when memories flooded my mind again. I found myself here after I woke up and looked at myself, since I found out I was human not a wolf anymore, then I screamed, then you, and everyone else showed up," the wolf finished. Paige walked over to Grant who was still sitting on the couch she lent out her right arm to him. Grant grabbed onto Paige's arm and pulled him self up, rubbed his eyes and yawned as they both set out for one of the many hallways leading out of the room. "Hey Paige, where are you going?" Corinne asked. "Bed," Paige put out bluntly as she and Grant left the room. "Wait Paige, I want to know something, from our Unimura friend, so come back to the couch please," Corinne pleaded. Paige paused in the open doorway for a while, started back toward the couch, along with Grant tagging at her heels, and sat back down on the adjacent couch. "I'm only here because I have the time tomorrow to catch up on my sleep," Paige grunted quietly. "Thanks," Corinne said, grin on her face. Her grin quickly gave way to an appearance of concern, "I'm sorry that you don't remember your name, but how about we give you a name, until you can remember you real name, is that ok?" The wolf looked at Corinne, she beamed a big smile toward him after she had asked her question, he then looked at his warped paw, how it came to be like that of part human and part wolf he did not know. As he looked at his paw he thought, I need a new name, though I want to forget my real name that is so that I don't remind myself of my dead family, and the thoughts that are so painful to tolerate in my mind. I'll just say it in my mind one more time so I can move on, my old name is Diamond tail. "Anything wrong?" Corinne asked. The wolf looked up with a bit of shock, shaking that shock off he gazed at Corinne. "Nothing really Corinne, just looking back onto my past," the wolf said sorely. "Like what?" Corinne asked interested. "I don't really want to move onto that subject, I'm quite sore for what happened currently," the wolf said even more so painful to himself then to daunt those who seek upon it. "Oh sorry, I'm just extremely tired, and I say things that may insult people sometimes when I am this tired," Corinne made clear to the wolf. "It's okay Corinne, I know, I'm tired too, but I'd like to get a new name. Until I remember my old one," the wolf said, lying about the real reason he decided to forget his real name. "What about Trunks," Paige put out sourly. "Paige, I don't think we would deal with him using my name," Trunks resentfully spoke back. "Let's just stick with some basics," Corinne said, "try not to name other people in the forename of spite." "Yeah, but it's going to be difficult for Paige isn't it?" Trunks mocked. "Ha, ha," Paige grunted these words in an emotionless tone. "Didn't he say he was a wolf?" Grant asked. "Yes, I used to be a wolf before something happened to me, for I know it could have been that maelstrom," the wolf said. "I got one, then," Grant said in an up beat attitude. The whole room turned to Grant, his grin huge, and his eyes shut and his index finger pointed toward the roof in a know it all, cocky attitude, "how about Stylth?" "Stylth is a lovely name," Bulma cheerfully stated. "Yeah, what do you think of that name, Stylth?" Corinne asked smiling. Corinne's smile took the wolf away, he felt like he was in a blissful, lightheaded state of being, to him it was paradise, a unspoiled forest full of flowers friendly animals, soft moss, and habitual trees beckoning him to make his new home, but there was a agony side of this paradise too, that was Trunks. "Hello?" Corinne asked snapping the wolf out of his little fantasy world, "do you like your new name?" "Yeah I do," the wolf said, "from now on I'll be called Stylth."