Breakfast was the same enormous ordeal it normally was. Arguments over who finished the orange juice and who finished who's favorite whose favorite cereal were common and the greasy smell of bacon hung in the air, after all this was a protein oriented family and breakfast is the most important meal of the day.

Yin finished early and went to start her chores.

Gently she fed the newborns their warm bottles of milk, checking to make sure it was the right temperature for there sensitive tongues. She smiled at their innocence but moved on steadily, checking the supply of solid and canned foods for the middle 'children' and took extra care in the grooming of the resident alpha male. Her brush strokes were long and even and were what sparked interest in her by Kiba's father. "She grooms those dogs right, she pays attention to them treats them well and follows through.", she remembered him say in that booming voice of his. She had shinned then, like a copper penny freshly minted. Now though she felt like a rusty, too small bike, which had been tossed aside in favor of a sparkling racing red new one.

Was she really that different?

Had she changed that much?

Was Hana making it up?

Or was she telling the truth?

Yin's beliefs were shattered. Hana was one of the only people she trusted in her strange bitter sweet new life. Would she really let every thing she had worked for here slip away?

Decisively she closed the pens of the kennel and walked down the corridors, determination written on her face.