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When the boys show no intention of moving, Wren releases a small yelp to snap them back to their senses. All three rush forward to touch the wolf. She is just as soft as she appeared and while her act of patting them was the first time that they had experienced such a thing. It is much the same with petting a wolf. They have only had boys in the class and have had absolutely no interest in petting each other. They don't know if it is the chance to freely touch Wren without boundaries or it is just having the opportunity to touch such a magnificent animal. They take full advantage of the situation. Wren leans against each of them, rubbing her scent on everyone, showing her affection. She appreciates this situation as much as the others because no one has taken the time to meet her wolf