she looked up , startled , from his hand . he was good at that sort of thing , though often times when he woke the next morning the bird in hand was not quite the beauty queen he had thought he had . the wolf in chase was opposed to this idea , and i wanted to agree with him , to run away and enjoy being part of them , not stuck in a human form that would never fit quite as well as this fur . we hung together there for a while . 