Neverwinter Forest they're good dogs, brent

 He is relieved when the man offers no threat. Étoille finds himself momentarily intrigued by the fellow's eyes, though he does not meet them directly (and after a moment, reminds himself not to be rude). He glances at the child, notes her moving towards him, and looks back up to the other man to hear his question. 

An unnaturally small black she-wolf - he offers a slightly regretful shake of his head. Surely such a creature would have stuck out to him, as size-conscious as he is. "I am afraid not," Étoille murmurs, aware of the weariness the other man carried. "Though I will keep watch," the titan says, then adds carefully, "are you close by?" He can faintly smell pack on this man - and genuinely he would like to know where to go should he find this small wife of his, but also, it would behove the party to know of any other packs nearby, newly formed or otherwise. They are still some ways away from where Étoille remembers the Caldera being, but it never hurts to be careful.