Wulf's Rooms

[The Taper Of The Ducts]

Wulf walked into his rooms. They looked quite familiar, although a good deal cleaner than they'd been the last time he'd been here. Here was his desk, with the many half-written letters and broken quills. Here was his dressing room, still with random articles of clothing strewn everywhere. Looking at his bedside table, Wulf frowned. The dagger was missing. He looked in the top drawer of his desk and under a pile of socks. Not there.

Where is it? The dagger that Sir Lired gave me for Midwinter just before he died in battle?!?! WHY CAN'T I FIND IT?!?! thought Wulf, running his fingers through his hair in frustration. He began to furiously tear apart his bedroom in search of the dagger, to no avail.

Then Wulf froze. "Finn," he said automatically. If he stole it from me before, why not now? After all, he did get a bit angry with me when I used his sword to scrape horse dung off the floor of Feargas's stall...

Rage began to boil up inside Wulf. He was VERY angry...

He stomped to the door and threw it open, headed for Finn's rooms, cursing as he went.

[The Taper Of The Ducts]

Wulf walked into his room.

I can't really picture James picking a fight with Kat, he thought to himself. Thinking of fights, he was reminded of the incident a few days back...

Bit of a prat, weren't you, Wulf? he thought to himself.

Well, she DID make me stay in bed. Or try to, at least.

And so you stomped and yelled like you were about four!

Wulf drifted to sleep as he argued with himself over Addy.

Little did he noticed a female figure clutching what looked like something sharp and pointy slip into his room...

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[The Taper Of The Ducts]

Gods, I stayed up so long thinking about that stupid fight, thought Wulf groggily as he woke up. He climbed out of bed and groped for the hair tie on his desk. He reached back to gather his hair, but all his fingers touched was air.

Wulf looked in the mirror. His hair, which had been down to his shoulders, now ended on his neck.

"FINN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Wulf bellowed at the top of his lungs, although he knew that his brother wouldn't be able to hear him. "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO MY BLOODY HAIR?!?!"

"Wulf, can you be a bit quieter? You're only going to wake up the WHOLE BLOODY CASTLE!" said Mira, as she poked her head into his door, irritated.

"WELL, I HAVE A REASON!" yelled Wulf back. "LOOK AT MY HAIR!"

Mira looked. "What an improvement. I'm going back to bed. 'Bye."

Wulf glared at his sister before stomping down to breakfast, as his shorter hair fell in front of his face.