I lift up the edge of your umbrella and stoop down low to push my head in underneath. My furry wolf face drips with rainwater. My brown and tan fur clings to my skin. I give you a smarmy smile, flashing impressive canine fangs. My pale yellow eyes glint in the evening light. My breath is warm and musty from smoking. I am much too tall to comfortably fit here with you. "'Ey, kiddo. Mind if a werewolf sparks up under here? Cheers, lad. Just pretend I'm ya mum for a bit, huh?" I light a ciggie.