((Somehow, in the process of copying and pasting this from WordPad, the spacing got really messed up... sorry about that))
"Are you asleep, Wolf?" the child whispered hopefully, her gray eyes wide with the excitement of what it could mean if her theory was true.
"No, Braith, I am not." came the deep reply from the dark beast that lay just a few feet away from where Braith had been playing, his wolfish eyes closed, enjoying the warmth of the late summer sun. Braith's fair face fell in incredible dissappointment.
"Why not?" she demanded. His eyes were closed and he'd been still as a stone, surely there was some trick behind the whole thing.
"Because I have been given the task of looking after you, which I canot fulfill unless I am awake." Wolf's golden eyes popped open, although they were not neccesarily neeeded - his sensitive, black-furred ears picked up every movement that the child made. Seeing that there was nothing else she could do about the situation, Braith sat back down to help her dolls finish the house they'd been building from leaves and pebbles.
"Are you wise, Wolf?" the girl inquired, while testing the strength of a newly-built leaf room.
"No." the beast answered, eyes closed once again, giving the false appearance of slumber.
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