One can be forgiven for not noticing anyone else around. Being stuck in your own head can do that to you. Dull your senses so hard that it's nearly numbing you to the bone. O'Malley heard the somewhat heavy foot fall of someone nearby, sounding more like someone jumping from somewhere higher up. He kept his gaze transfixed on his surroundings, carefully watching and waiting until an unusually soft looking girl came walking towards him. He wouldn't have been able to tell she wasn't all wolf just from looking at her. But he could tell that she was unique compared to others that he had seen. A very fluffy coat with some extra long fur here and there. Added to the soft rosy look, it was quite appealing to the eyes. Speaking of eyes, hers were a really soft cerulean, like that of the sea. Guess today is my lucky day after all. Not often I wake to find a pretty girl. What's your name, sweetheart? That's right, just keep it cool. Nothing to worry about here.