"Splendid," he said with a continued grin. He made a mental note to himself to try the pumpkin pasties first when he returned home that evening. "This is really quite nice. You made the wreath yourself?" He asked, lifting it now from the basket to gaze upon.
Then he nodded his head, glad she gave him confirmation on that regard. He reached down and gently pet King. "I'm not certain, but I feel as if he'd have a sense of camaraderie, not fear." He set the wreath back down.
"But no way to know until your next transformation."