"Begging your pardon, but I believe my master wishes to speak with you." The voice is deep, deep enough to be felt rumbling in your chest, but... Not hostile. This wolf isn't just speaking to you, they're probably one of the most polite creatures you've ever heard! It could pass as royalty with a voice that clear and commanding! The ground quakes when it puts its big nosed head down onto the ground. "If you would be so kind as to climb up, then you and he could speak and sort this whole mess out."
You freeze up. Every bone in your body tells you to run...
"Oh, and please don't run. I get quite excited by a good chase, and would so hate to accidently step on you, sir."
You give the closest paw a scared glance and quickly conclude that there is a 99.99999 percent chance of just that happening if you don't do what you're now doing, edging toward that big black
and bumpy nose. He... Er, she... Um... Well, you can't tell what gender they are just from their voice, and you're not ready to compare your own equipment to That Which Lies Between Their Legs, so...
"Alright. Yeah. Yeah, I-I'll do just that. Sure thing, Wolfy!" Your voice is nothing compared to their mighty word, fear fills every syllable, and there's no way they don't know it. Dogs can smell fear, no problem, just think what this super-wolf can smell off of you! You bite your own tongue to keep yourself from letting terror take over and jabbering away. At this size, your voice probably sounds like a squeaky little mouse to he- them, if that. No need to give them any reason to hunt you down...
...You're not saying this out loud, are you?
No.
No, you're not.
Good.
Wolfy here was nice enough to tilt their nose all the way down, practically nuzzling the ground with the tip just so you could climb right onto the top of its moist surface. A slight smile forms on Wolfy's face, a twitch you can feel under your fingers and toes as you cling tightly to the snout's bumpy texture. They tilt their snout back up, both golden eyes go cross eyed to give you what you can only assume they think is a comforting look. No matter how they try to look at you, this is a monstrous canine that could go feral at any time, you can't get too comfortable around a thousand foot dog, no matter how well behaved they are!
"Excellent. Now, my master awaits!"
Wolfy gets up and turns around in the alley...
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