8.
Shou fixed it, fixed his computer, fixed his head and his work and kept training. Peckmon whispered gently, making sure he slept and ate and took care of himself He never insisted on outside, never.
Until the black wolf came again.
Slobbering at the computer, snarling at Shou, prepared to reach and reach and reach.
But human fingers tugged him forward before he could think of retreating and then his room was gone.
HE was looking at blue sky all on its own for the first time in a long time.
