[ A wolf in a little convenience store. A disgruntled wolf with a non-stop moving jaw. She paces. She sits. She paces. She sits. And chews, chews, chews.
There's something pink, and sticky, stuck to the roof of her mouth and some of her sharp teeth.
You get three guesses.
Also, if the scene of her dismay isn't enough, she's painted her feelings for you:
The people, in the background, looking at her with a very obvious 'Why is there a ... dog in here?' expression. Yeah, totally ignoring them. ]