I walked into this office, not knowing what to expect. Would he yell? Would he proud? Would my Father be disappointed in me. I lightly knocked on his door. "Come in," he said in a low growl. I entered and immediately blurted out, "I'm so sorry, Father! I knew i ran off for the night, but you frightened me.!" He stood up and walked towards me. He wrapped me in his arms and kissed my forehead. "I'm happy that you are home safely. The paparazzi would have eaten you up." I was use to them now. They follow my father around all the time. I just wish I could finally make friends... Mark Rosoli is a bred of wolf that is very rare to the Los Angels area. He's a Italian Gray Fur. He was new to the city and he didn't know he way around. He bumps into Rose-Fire and Lily without really knowing the story of their families.