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Sheryl laughed. "That's abuse of power." she said. "However, if you asked right, I'm sure you could convince Devon to take you." She leaned back and pulled out a book. "What are you drawing?" she asked, curious.

Sheryl nodded. "Well. If your argument was sound you could. Though, you can't blame him for not wanting you there for wolf business. He's king so that instinct is easier for him to control, because he has the best control of all of us. But a male wolf is very territorial. Going to a new place puts them on edge, and having the female around, which is a major part of his home, makes him super protective. Like now, but five time worse. It's part of sharing life with a wolf inside you." she said, flipping til she found her page. "Just thought you'd like to know."
She made no more comment about the picture. If Lark didn't want her to know, she wouldn't push.

Robin wasn't coherent anymore. She was in agony to a point were her mind didn't register it. She just wanted to give up and die. She felt like something growling was tearing her apart.
She wished for death, but she couldn't give up. Not when power was so close.
Robin found herself suddenly staring at a wolf. a Fiery red one. It was growling at her. She was overcome by two intincts. The first: the need to run. The second: To go to it. If she ran she knew she would die. Yet, she didn't know about the next. She needed power. She wanted it, more than anything.
So she ran toward the wolf, her hands grasping....
Robin eyes opened. She lay on the bed, sweaty and panting. She stared at the wall dully before looking around. There was a black wolf at the end of the bed. Her first instinct was to growl and she listened to it. Her hackles rose. It didn't register how odd that should be for the moment.

Sheryl shrugged. "Something or nothing." she said, with a smile. "Some try to take any weakness they can find to use against Devon. Granted, I think it will be a good thing to take you. You can see the city. And if any wolves step out of bounds by taking advantage of you, he can show them just how easily he can make them submit." She chuckled. "Plus, you could help him relax after a few campaigns for the company. And he can take you out. I see more pros than cons."

Robin snarled, trying to struggled but it was useless. She gave up knowing she was out matched. She went limb and instinctively showed him her throat as a sign of submission. She didn't like it, but she did.

Sheryl shrugged. "Probably. But better to be paranoid then sorry. Im sure he'll lighten up though." she looked at Lark with a knowing smile.

The door downstairs opened and closed. Devon slowly made his way upstairs.

Robin slowly got up, ears flat and tail between her legs. She stayed low, then blinked as if she was coming back to herself. She looked down at herself, then thought of her behavior. Her was overcome by a since of otherness. This was disconcerting. She was herself. But she was a wolf. She whined, uneasy and backed slowly away from who she assumed was Blake.
She didn't know how she liked this. She was an animal. Could she turn back? She was starting to panic.

Sheryl grinned, knowing he was standing outside the door now. "Oh yes. But that requires being a hermit that lives in the woods and thinks everyone is out to kill him. I don't think he'd there yet."
At the other question she thought a minute. "Yes. Actually more so than males when they have a family to worry about. But we're not too worried about other taking advantage of our men though, so it's slightly different. And all woman play mind games." she joked. Devon rolled his eyes after hearing that.
"Fredrick is Devon's first. Scott is his second." she answered easily. "You'll most likely meet them soon."

Devon opened the door. "But not until you've got you strength back."

Robin growled again. This was going to take some getting used to, but he didn't need to insult her. She quickly stifled the growl, but glared defiantly. She still had plans.
Her anger help dispel or uneasy. "Of course. Don't underestimate me."
She padded around the place, getting used to this form. She flicked her tail at his face with a grin.

Devon shrugged. "From the paranoia, to who my first and second's are. Why? Is there something you don't want me to know?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.
Sheryl on the other hand was the picture of innocence as she read her book.

Robin yelped. She was teasing. She hadn't expected him to retaliate. For then on she gave him a widen birth.
After he little round about she sat in front of Blake, making sure to stay a head lower and not look him in the eye for too long. "So now what? You gave me power. How do I use it?"

Devon sighed. "I don't do it on purpose. I can't help it if my ears are sensitive." he said. He was still suspicious, but he'd let it go for now. "It was good. We need people attention though. Someone suggested a new look. An icon, logo everything. So far the designers I have came up with ideas that I find less then satisfying." he grumbled.

Robin rolled her eyes. "I can stay away. And I know at avoid the preserve. Now, what about a plan. I assume it something like... Kidnap the girl, change the Alpha, right?"

Devon sat down, glancing at Sheryl. "If you can do a better one than the ones I hired, then yes, I'm asking." he said.

Robin sighed. She licked her chops and looked petulant. "Fine be that way. I'm hungry." she said, sniffing. "If there any food left?"