*John is busy making breakfast in the kitchen as he reflects on things. Yesterday went spectacularly well. Sally came home from her morning at work being interviewed by some journalist or another to find Peter almost comatose with relaxation. An afternoon playing with the children and the wolf, Sally had privately confided to John after Peter had been returned to his cell for the night that she felt comfortable with Peter in his new form and that he may be around the children without the muzzle, as long as John was sure he could keep an eye on things.*

*The meat ready and his own tea finished brewing, John loads up the breakfast tray and heads through the fireplace to Peter.*

Good morning, Peter!