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~Christopher: 100%~

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Christopher just wandered the island aimlessly, just trying to enjoy a midday. His tail swished behind him while he stared about, contemplating all that had happened. It had been quite a while since he had arrived to this place, nearly a year now. He was still in disbelief about all that had happened. Looking down at his leathery black palms, Chris couldn't fathom some days this was really him. It wasn't that he hated who he was now, considering he always was fond of wolves.

It was quite the opposite. Having been use to being encased in a human body most of his life until this point, it was a shock to finally be similar to the creature he always felt a close connection to. Some days when he woke up, despite he looked far more like a wolf than a man (particularly since he no longer had human hair), sometimes he swore he still saw his old human self in the mirror, if only for a split second.

But that was now the illusion. Funny how sometimes life played out. As he strolled along, Chris's ears perked up when he heard a squeaky little voice. He glanced around, trying to spot the source when his eyes fell upon a fennec fox...

'Wait a second...!' Christopher's mind shouted out.

"Bing?!" was the only thing that erupted from his muzzle, staring with a look of surprise and awe.

Raising an eyebrow, Christopher shot back at the little fox that was Bing, "I've changed?! What about you? I haven't even seen you for a long time. Besides, you saw me like this before. Don't you remem..."

That's when a realization occured to Chris, making his ears lower. Bing was now housed inside a very small body and as such, his brain had probably decreased in size tremendously which meant probably many of his memories were gone. Christopher closed his eyes and asked the fennec fox, "Bing, how much do you remember exactly?"

This startling realization made him feel sorry for the little squeaky ball of pep.

Christopher highly doubted Bing's reply. There was no way the fennec fox would be able to remember that much. Despite his doubts though, Chris would not press the issue further. He did not want to depress Bing at all. Deciding to change subject, the wolfman studied the burrow hole in the ground. Approaching it, Chris stuck his wet black snout into the hole and sniffed a few times. It was definitely Bing's den alright.

"You know," Christopher commented deviously, "You should have burrowed underneath Moreau's mansion. Build so much that it causes the foundation to become stable and collapse overtime. That would be so funny."

Looking over to the little fox that was once the spastic human he once knew... 'My god, Moreau you are such a f**king p***k!' Christopher's mind interrupted his thought pattern. Getting back on track, Chris asked, "How long did it take you to make this?"

Staring down at the notebook, Christopher commented, "Well, at least you thought well ahead of documenting your days."

Chris picked up the notebook and flipped through it a little bit. It was nearly full by this point. He stared back down at Bing and inquired, "You want me to pick up another notebook for you? By the way, how do you manage to write? You stick the pencil or something between your claws and clasp tightly together?"

The wolfman was definitely amazed at how skilled Bing had become at his new form. Plus, unlike most of the other subjects, the fennec fox got a chance to escape from the life on the island. He didn't have to put up with everyone else and the doctor's nonsense. All he had to do was retreat into his little burrow. In that aspect, Christopher had to admit he was envious of Bing.

"Wish I could fit down there and check it out," he once again complimented the little fox. "So, what's it like? Have you been getting along ok like this? Anything I can do?"

Chris's tail twitched a few times as he sat by, conversing with the fennec.

Christopher had not taken notice to the woman who was standing not far off. He was far too caught up in conversing with an old friend. His tail wagging some, he chuckled at Bing and laid on the ground as well, his muzzle a couple feet from the fennec fox. He studied over Bing's new body very attentively. "It's still hard to believe it's you. I'm so use to seeing you well... human sized. It's just amazing how much you've changed."

"So anyway," Chris continued, "You want to go do something?"
A toothy grin appeared on the wolfman's muzzle.

Silvanio took deep breaths. "Okay, let's see here..." He looked around. Perhaps someone could help him. What's this? A small ways away, he saw some kind of...thing...talking to some sort of dog. Silvanio shook his head. "Dear God, i'm going mad." But he might as well give it a shot. He began to cautiously approach the two.

Silvanio took a deep breath, and answered this wolf-man's question.
"Erm...yes. Er...well..." He couldn't get all his questions out at once. The wolf person looked a bit impatient. Silvanio tried again, and spoke very quietly this time.
"What's happening here?"