Running with wolves 10

The rest of the day there I was still pretty banged up, and the day following that, I still had little trouble getting up. Day 3, I was doing miraculously better. Most of the wounds were closed up, and the bones that had been even terribly damaged were almost stronger than the rest of the bones I had. The only thing that still caused minimal pain was my side. This I could see would be helpful, Epsilon would be back in 2 days and I had almost completely healed.

The whole family was in the room, to celebrate me moving about again, or just watching to make sure I didn't bolt. I pushed one leg over the side of the bed, and then the other, slowly and cautiously. Then I carefully moved the other over the side. Then I slid down and my feet touched the floor. I eyed the Saturdays even though I knew I could trust them. Both of my feet had touched down flatly, and I pushed off the bed.

I don't know why I was being careful, some part of me was suspicious of what they might try to do. It was the tamer side to the animal part of me. It was curious, and eager to see if they spared me because I was helpless and they couldn't get a fight out of me, or if they had pitied me, and now that I was better they would turn on me. That bit of me also had no idea whether they had contacted Epsilon.

I thought about this and then shrugged it off. I was acting nervous, or stupid. I looked at them not sure what to say. I had to wait for them to speak first, and thankfully that tailed the silence directly.

"Well, how do you feel?"

"Much better than I did when I was kicked off the table in Epsilon's place." I laughed nervously, to see if it was something to joke about. To my relief there was a small amount of laughter from my small collection.

"Follow me!" Zak suddenly said excited about something. Drew and Doc smiled as he jogged out the door. When I didn't make a very big effort to follow I looked to Drew and Doc like a puppy waiting for permission. Drew nodded forward, but Doc was distracted. I went right along though in a fast paced walk after Zak.

He was waiting for me in the hall and let me catch up. I guess he noticed I hadn't followed immediately. I smiled at him and he continued through the doorless door way. Then unexpectedly I gasped silently. His house was huge! It was much larger than I had expected. There was an elevator door in the middle of the room and a bar that seemed to pull itself out of the back wall. It marked the area where the kitchen was along with the pale tiled floor.

There was an island in the kitchen and all the necessary kitchen appliances and furnishings. The living room was amazing as well. It had big wrap around windows. With a couch that looked a like the fabric was a little tough but it also looked like it was stuffed with some extremely soft material. There was a TV and a stereo and a coffee table as well.

The body of the building itself seemed round. Actually more like an oval. There were three openings that lead to other bubble shaped structures of the house. We had come out of one of them. Zak saw me studying everything and smiled.

"As you have probably noticed we are in the den/ kitchen area. We just came from the medical wing of my house, and we are going into the sleeping quarters. Questions yet?" He asked in a showy voice. I nodded back when we were in the other hall; I had vaguely noticed many other doors.

"There are lots of other doorways in the halls and stuff, where do they lead to?"

"Well down that way, it is clearly known as the medical wing, but there is also a weapons vault, the laundry room, and a lab further down in the biggest part."

"Oh," I sighed, based on my experience at Epsilon's and in lab class that was no part of the building I wanted to be in. I wouldn't be able to do anything in there without somehow breaking something or causing a mini explosion.

"Down that way," Zak pointed down the third opening. "We have all the recreational type stuff, like the library, or study, or the gym, or the game room. Fisk and I tricked dad into adding that for us." He whispered under his breath and the fuzzy gorilla cat smiled and spaced beside him as if he was remembering every detail.

"I'd rather hand out there than there," I said pointing honestly. He nodded in agreement.

"Now this way is where all the bed rooms are. Down at the end is my parents' room. We aren't going in there. But first here is my room," he remarked proudly. He opened the door and showed me inside. It was pretty roomy, and nice in there.

"That's Komodo's bed, but he never really uses it, since a my bed is better, b its on the floor, and c its for dogs, and that's why we're giving it to you," he smirked jokingly.

"Haha very funny. Where does Fisk sleep? And Zon? Do they have rooms?"

"No. Fisk usually stays out as long as he can then slumps asleep in some tree, and then catnaps throughout the day, so he's basically nocturnal. And Zon too, she sleeps in her nest that extends from the balcony on the door across from mine." He gestured at the glass door across the hall. I could just barely make out the edged of some giant nest. I nodded at it in acknowledgement that I had listened to Zak.

He backed me out of his clean room and we continued down the hall. We zigzagged back and forth between various closets, bathrooms, and a guest room before stopping at a closed door. He paused at it anfd took a breath. I could feel and hear Doc and Drew creep up to the edge of the hall as if they were waiting for a reaction.

"Well?"

"What?"

" Are you going to finish your tour? What's the last room? I mean other than your parents room…" I trailed and waited.

"This," he said turning the knob and pushing it open, "is your room." Then it hit me that was what Doc and Drew were waiting for. I gasped and my hands flew to cover my gaping mouth.

"What in the world? You guys didn't need to clear a room for me! I would have gladly taken the couch!"

"Yeah, but then we'd all half to sit on dog fur," he jokingly noted.

"Once more haha very funny."
"It really isn't that much of a deal." He looked past me to his parents waiting to hear he had done a good job presenting it to me, to get approval of his tour to make it the official house tour or whatever (now I was just making stuff up). I could hear them nod through supersensitive ears, and they must have mouthed something because Zak let go of the knob, he was using to lean on and said, "Well, I'll leave you to get settled." He nodded and I walked in. He started down the hall, but I peeked my head out and spoke.

"By the way Zak, I don't shed," I threw at him, I didn't know if it was true yet, but I might as well throw his jokes back at him.

"Thanks." I said. When I had taken in everything and learned where stuff was I would give them a real thank you when we were all sitting down where all of them could hear me.