Andras looked at Ate, and then leaned to the side and looked at the trail of blood that she tracked across the floor. He smiled at her, "Thank you... lovely place."
The wolf was sniffing at the floor, nose rubbing in the blood that was stained there, ready to go for his meal but Andras said in a stern voice, "Donatien. Manners." and gestured to Ate. The wolf looked at Ate and growled viciously, showing razor sharp teeth that were coated in saliva.