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Mawk raised his head as a figure approached. It was a pretty brown wolfess. The wolfdog gave her a toothy grin before lowering his head in submission. "'Ey there, Miss," He said. 

The wolf would probably ask him why he was here, etc, so he waited for a response before he would start yapping on again.

He was, however, slightly worried that it was obvious he was a wolfdog. He did have a curled tail, after all. Perhaps this wolf would ignore his dog features, and let him onto the pack regardless.