She heard a quiet, quick gait outside in the hall. This was an agile man. El Sombre was nowhere to be seen. Tayanna zipped her bag with her back to her dorm-room door. Fiel spread herself on the bed, belly up. Tay smiled and scratched her behind the ears and laughed as Fiel's hind leg twitched. "Well, isn't this a picture of domestic bliss? Hey, where is..." Rook turned toward the door in time to see a shadowy gray streak flying through the air. His right forearm shot up too late, El Sombre's full 60lbs struck Rook high in the chest as he felt his legs submarined by a slightly lighter toned grey streak, Fiel. He landed on his back and before he could raise his head two wet tongues found his face. He laughed and looked up at Tayanna, her arms folded, her eyes narrow. Rook, smiled in spite of himself, "I should have smelled that ambush from a mile away. They look happy, Tay. They seem to like to here in the big city." "They have adjusted more quickly than I. I still feel the cold wind all the way through to my bones." The dogs let Rook stand, "Get your stuff, let's get going!" Tay offered him a rare smile as she shouldered her duffle. "You look good too, Tay. Are you learning anything?"