Mudminnow River gotta stand tall and aim higher

No, Evien was not typically a shy wolf. A bit embarrassed about slamming into the rump of the man in front of him, but certainly not enough to be dumbstruck. Some part of Evie's mind had convinced himself he was looking at a bear-wolf hybrid, and he was immensely confused. 

          When he realized his maw was parted, he clicked it shut and shook his head to clear it. "Nuh-no," he began, clearing his throat. "I'm not. I just... have never seen a wolf like you before." Was that racist? He hoped not. He really was trying not to be rude, but the boxy muzzle and curled tail and short ears were so confusing.