Seeing the woman, who was most definitely on edge by the very sight of him, Nick gave the wolvish version of a smile. What did that mean? Well he let his mouth fall open and his tongue flop out on one side in what was decidedly dopey and cute as he took a step closer to the woman, lowering his head. He didn't want her to think that she was in any sort of danger. He'd never attack a person, he wasn't some sort of insane mutt driven by the need for blood, or hunger.
Nick took two, three, steps before he stopped...in hopes of not seeming threatening. Waiting a moment, he gave out a light and playful yip, hoping that the message had been received. If he moved too quickly in any direction he was afraid of putting her on edge...or scaring her. So, no hasty moves.