[Indeed, there was more. One more, in fact. While Susan kept Winfield distracted out back, a solitary and statuesque creature similar to a wolf with a scythe on its forehead padded downstairs. It paused to look at Weiss with calm, intelligent eyes.]

'sol.

[And, as if that were everything that needed to be said, it proceeded to pad over to the living area and settle itself quietly in there, watching out of the window with mournful, tired eyes. Always so much disaster in this place...

Vira-Lorr motioned for her to come in and beckoned towards the kitchen.]

Sharona won't bother you much unless you want to say hello. She keeps to herself. If you want to use the washroom, it's down the hall and I have a sauna upstairs.