[Underneath the fur, every muscle in the wolf's body tensed for a moment, urging Toboe to fight or flee. Instinct telling him this was not where he was supposed to be. But in his still mostly asleep state, the scratching did feel nice, and this human did not smell of gunpowder or danger.]

[Two golden eyes opened slowly, a rumble of a growl low in his throat. His glance darts around the room, warning signs going off that this is inside and he is trapped. The wolf makes no movement to run, yet, the growl dieing out as he studies this human. Curiosity overcoming fear for the moment.]