“…..You realize I’m not exactly scared of your lions, right?”
Swinging his legs around and sitting on the windowsill, hands in his lap.
“Window-hopping is a wolf thing? Man, I thought I was special.”
"Come back when you learn how to use the door. For too many years, you (AND MANY OTHER WOLVES) have hopped through the window. And not just mine. Windows all over the campus. ALL of Cherryton is tired of your uncivilized behavior. Clean it up. Otherwise, my Lions know what to do.
-- into a room full of carnivores and owning it is NORMAL? It’s not. Nobody else could do it. I built myself. From NOTHING. No protection. No safety. Just strength. REAL strength. And then I have to hear, “oh, Louis is intense.” INTENSE?? That’s what you call excellence now? Sad.