Mudminnow River Warmer than a runaway spirit

He noticed her beginning to relax while he talked of the land, and that helped to reassure him - he was a wolf who only brought down his strength on another if they had previously caused him harm, or grasped at malicious intent. This stranger seemed friendly enough, the man concluded with a smile still present upon his face. 

When she spoke of her origin, Mawk blinked and his smile widened into a grin. "North, huh?" It was interesting, he mused, that they might have come from somewhere relatively similar. "No, I was not born here. I was born further North too... near humans, might I add. I don't remember them, though, so don't worry - I'm hardly a dog, if you don't count my tail. I was raised by a wolf." He replied with a chuckle, glancing for a moment back at the curled tail that other wolves often questioned him about. Besides, he may have been born near humans but in no way did that mean he had grown up with them.