Dear Diary,

Wolves are the best pets ever. Riding around on a wolf is totally epic. It's like giving a dog an hour-long hug as it runs around and plays.

Oh, Lex and Tim were very not sure if they liked the dire wolves at first. We were debating sending them home, but today they decided it was fine. And the wolves don’t have any issue with the strange feathered creatures that want to curl up on their backs.

Everyone is friends now, yay! I think everyone in the whole universe should always be friends.

Unless those people are slimes. I’m sorry, but I refuse to befriend a slime.

I’d even befriend the Director, if she wanted to be my friend. I could see us being pen pals or something. Maybe. As long as she didn’t spread lies and try to manipulate people. Like Lily.

Oh yeah, Lily… I haven’t heard from her all cycle. What she said was wrong and mean, but if she apologized I’d forgive her. I don’t want to hold a grudge if someone is sorry for the mean things they say. Of course, if she isn’t sorry and doesn’t ever apologize, then she can go hug a slime. I hope she does apologize, tho, especially if we have to be in the same group one of these cycles.

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I’ll have to ask Y what he said to her. She was avoiding him like the plague, so I know they talked.

Anyways, we’ll probably be at the kobolds' floor day after tomorrow. Kimi kinda wants to leave the wolves there. I wouldn’t mind doing that. I mean, I’d be sad, but I get why it’d be a good idea. The wolves pretty much lived with them for cycle after cycle. I’m sure it would make the kobolds happy to have the wolves back.

But I’d be sad to leave the wolves behind. Fire and Steel would be sad, too. And Avi. But at least I know it would make more people happy if we left them than if we kept them. Even if the kobolds will be fighting, and won’t have time to play with the wolves.

Oh! Fire finally talked about why she doesn’t like walking! Well, before she just said it felt wrong. But apparently it feels wrong because she used to have some kind of thing that made her bones keep popping out of place. She learned to walk in a weird way to keep her bones from dislocating.

Here she doesn’t have that, but she says the way she walks is wrong for normal ankles. Rather than train herself to walk correctly, she just became a fairy with an automatic flying instinct, and it was fine. Until they came here.

I guess stuff like that would be hard to forget. I don’t really remember a lot any more. Most of my childhood is just a blur. I should have written about it more. I should have at least written down what color eyes my parents had. And their names.

…I can’t remember what my last name was. That’s new. And in some memories I remember myself as a neko. On Earth. I’m pretty sure that’s wrong.

Well, I’m sad now. I’m gonna go hug a wolf then go to sleep.

Goodnight, Dungeon!

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