She showed up at hi door, soaking wet, bruised, and covered in glitter.
"What happened this time?" he inquired letting her in.
"Fairies." she growled as she stalked through the hose, trilling a mixture of glitter, water, and unidentifiable green substance in her wake.
"Did you really need to cover my floor in glitter an whatever that green stuff is?" he complained trailing after her.
"No." she responded.
"Then why'd you show up at,' he glanced at the clock. "2:30 in the morning?" he inquired "It's going to take weeks to get all the glitter out of my carpet!" she complained.
"Think of it as repayment for sending me to deal with the fairies in the first place. As well as a reminder that fairies and wolf shifters don't mix." she called back as she strode through his house to his bathroom trailing the watery, glittery, green substance mixture as best as she could into his once completely white carpet while he was cursing and trying to minimize the mess, right before she closed the door after stealing some of his clothes.
