The male goes through the door opposite where Tikki entered. She waits, 
standing still, arms at her sides. She doesn’t need to look to know that the
female who led her in here is waiting by the door at her back, and that a pair 
of the four-legs are waiting there also. Their smell is plain. If she looked, 
she would see a pair of massive wolven Weres in their true form, ears laid back 
against their furry skulls.