"It's all in knowing how to ask." Felix shoots the kid a smirk, though it's less sincere than usual. "I'm sure an ordinary wolf would hate this. But then, ordinary wolves can't follow instructions, either."

Wolfie doesn't look entirely relaxed, it must be said. He's sitting on his haunches, head lifted to the breeze. An ear flicks Josh's way when he speaks, but the wolf seems intent on something that's neither the crowd around them nor the cage with all its alluring scents.