Vic glanced over at sensing movement near his door, then quite literally yelped, jumping back a few steps, tripping over a bean bag and falling hard to the ground, the Wiimote falling and landing square on the top of his caprice as he stared. Probably a very strange reaction for anyone who did not know the green skinned male's history, but growing up on the island, Vic had never actually seen a real dog, much less a wolf, much less one this large. His closest encounter had been D's illusioned dog, and that alone had made him nervous.
Color drained out of his face, scales turning a yellow-green color as he stared at what was, to him, a very alien and threatening being. "N...Nice... doggie...?" he spoke thinly, his heart racing loudly in his chest. Oh shit, was he going to die? He tried his hardest not to move, to stay perfectly still... they couldn't see you if you didn't move, right? Or was that some other strange creature he'd seen in a movie? At the moment, he honestly could not remember.