"Oh no!" Kat said as she tried to push the wolves back into the living-room. In vain. Fenrir had slipped through the door and was now approaching the door with a lazy wag of his tail. Katherine sighed. "Fine. But you behave." Still she managed to shut the door in front of Myrk's curious muzzle. At least, one was contained.
With Fenrir's collar firmly held in one hand, she went to open the door. "Hello, Remus," she smiled brightly from beneath. "Come on in." It took her a second to realise the box in the young wizard's hands. What a sweetie! "Oh, there was no need for you to being anything." She stepped aside as she ushered the white wolf with her. He had gone stiff underneath her grasp.