Snippet #2039254

Lacross sighed, somewhat discouraged about the feeling coming off Molly and after last night's breakdown, he had some understanding of what she was going through. He paced around her on all fours quickly and wove himself through the legs of the easel, showing that he was alert and well after last night. However, this did get the attention of the nurse in the room.

"Lacross, you know we don't allow that here."

Lacross snarled and seemed to raise the hair on his neck, causing her to back away. He looked back at Molly, nuzzling her leg in reassurance. He never liked to show his simmering rage in front of people that treated him with respect, a bit disrespectful in his eyes.