That's a...good reason to like being a wolf, I guess. [ He pulls his hands back, looking a little sheepish. ]

So, what, do you just...do wolf stuff all day? [ What do wolves even do. ] Like...hunting?

[ He has a brief, uncomfortable moment recalling his first winter by himself - when he was set upon by a pack of hungry wolves - and has to wonder if that ever happened to....any travelers in her forest. Besides the Northmen, anyway. ]