The Master walks forward, his eyes bored. What was the point of this? They had only 'captured' this wolf with a fake deal to this wolf who called himself the Scarecrow... Wasn't that wolf going to get them after he found out that they had lied? He seemed... Attached to this wolf. He called 'im Sherlock. Huh, weird name. Jast walked along side the Master, his blue eyes robotic. It was hard for him to convert into being a non-robotic wolf. It was easy to tell. Then their prisoner, Sherlock. He was a small runt, black with a white spot on his leg. Yes, the pup was small, but he had brains. The Scarecrow figure had told him to do whatever he was told, unless the scarred wolf forbade it. |