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Chuckling a little, Christopher admitted, "To tell you the truth, when I told you to beat the p**s out of me, I was expecting to have my face ripped off. I consider myself lucky it was only the punch. But you definitely hit like a champ. I think you could even give George Foreman a run for his money."

Examining over Katina's changes, Chris couldn't help but ask, "So when did they get you again?"

A look of concern formed on Chris's face. "Three?! They gave you three shots?!?!"

Trying to think, Christopher figured one of the shots probably was for rabies control. The second was most likely the actual serum injection for the change. But what could the third possibly be?

"A third injection..." Christopher tried to grasp the possibilities but nothing was coming to him. "What could the third one have possibly been?"

He trailed off, as well as his thoughts.

Christopher tried to explain, "I'm guessing one was truly for the rabies vacination. The second one most likely the injection to trigger the physical changes. I can't figure out the last one for the life of me..."

Realizing that was only going to unnerve his friend further, Chris decided to switch his gears. "It's a shame you tore out that drawing. It was well done. How long have you been drawing for anyhow?"

Christopher accepted the drawing and unfolded it. Staring at it for a moment, his eyes watered some as the picture was very expressive and captured a side of his personality that he adored a lot. If he had received the drawing a couple months ago, it would only serve as a reminder of what he could never have despite how amazing it was. But due to what was happening to him now, Christopher could fully appreciate it. "It's beautiful."

Curious, Chris switched gears again and inquired, "Katina, how do you feel about our current situation? I mean on the island in general, being changes like this?"

Giggling a little, Christopher told her, "I don't believe in normal. There's no such thing. It's plainly subjective... what we find acceptable by our own standards. Besides, I think you'll make a great anthro canine girl. Maybe we should put together an 'Girls of the Island' calender for the more homoninally imbalanced souls present on this place. See what they think. You could easily be December's model."

Christopher let out a loud laugh but stopped quickly as the vibration was making his muzzle ache.

He grinned at her words and corrected her. "Silly girl... You already do have people to spend the rest of your life with here. Everyone on this damn rock has to spend all their days with each other here now, like it or not. I know what you mean though but you'll have plenty of time to find someone. Besides, it's a pretty limited population so I doubt you'll have a hard time. You'll hook up with someone soon enough."

"I think enemies are going to be unavoidable though," Christopher told her. "I mean, there's always going to be one bad egg in the group... besides Moreau and that Sabin twerp. Plus, our animal sides might conflict with someone else's."

Realizing he had never asked, Christopher spoke up, "Katina... how did they get you here anyway?"

Christopher chuckled a little, "Yeah, we get along fine. But then again, she's not exactly a predator or prey. I mean, imagine a cat person and a bird person in a room alone... the results could get quite chaotic. I'd hate to have to be the person to clean up the feathers and blood."

Patting Katina on the shoulder after telling her story, he replied, "They told me I was being sent here to meet investors for a documentary on wolves. I had a feeling in might be bulls**t but I couldn't resist. In a way, I'm glad I didn't. In others, I am."

Slowly raising from the bed, Christopher grinned and jested, "Yeah sure. I still have plenty of deermeat stocked in my fridge from the hunt."

He couldn't help but laugh as he stood to his feet and looked to her. "But seriously, whatever you want, we'll go get it. It's your call."