There is only silence from the Flareon sitting in the room, his long ears perked up as if he was expecting something. Both big front paws knead into the ground softly, each of them alone the size of an ottoman. His rounded, soft-looking belly rests on the ground as he leans forward, even though he was sitting on his thick haunches. Six and a half feet tall at the shoulder, the Flareon looks like he would have to struggle to fit through most doors. Despite his enormous size a giant, fluffy tail is still seen wagging slowly behind him. It flicks this way and that, a puzzled look entering the Flareon’s brown eyes. He coughs for a moment, clearing his throat and looking down at himself before answering.

“No.”

The Flareon looks around, back and forth, behind the person asking and behind over his shoulder. He looks in the direction of the fourth wall at last. “Is that all? Can I go now?”