Crowley

A big male wolf bounds into the camp with a rat in his mouth. He quickly drops it at the pack's stores and trots up to two young pups, who greet him with a wide smile. He licks one on the nose and nuzzles the other near her ear before turning his attention to you. Unlike most other wolves that you've encountered here, he seems to lack a sense of hesitance. "Hi there!" he barks, tail wagging. Before you can properly converse, a holler is heard from one of the pups he'd tended to earlier. He gives you an apologetic glance, a half smile, and is gone.