The wolf doesn't react as much as one might expect to the dog's proclamation that it would sit there until he came down to be it's meal, though this was more because he was sure he could outlast the dog's own need for food, or perhaps the bathroom, as he doubted the giant would have allowed the animal to use the facilities inside the house, and even though its master was gone he sort of doubted that the trained in commands would have faded yet, after only a few days.<br/><br/>"Actually my fellow canine I can stay up here for quite a while, and you never know, I might just find starving to death to be a more pleasant death than the one waiting for me in your belly," he told the huge canine as he suddenly noticed another shape on the floor below, and sighed. He would have to provide a distraction for this person now, as he was quite willing to hope that someone already dead would provide him with one, but he wasn't about to sentence someone else to the belly of this beast just so he could try to get away.<br/><br/>"So, tell me, do all giant dog talk in this land?" he asked as he leaned over the edge and smiled at the creature below, trying to think of what else he could ask and then slapping his pads together as he points down at it.<br/><br/>"Before you answer that, we haven't been properly introduced. My name's Moonfang, of the South Glens. Would you tell me your name now?" he asks as he looks around the shelf, finding no more food, but also more than just the jewel that had brought him up here too. There were several tools laying in the dust, most of them as big as he himself was, and looked like that might provide a good escape, if he could only figure out how to use them properly.