Re: [Reaction.]
The wolf was Atticus, Steve was sure of it. He came down the single step that led down from the house and he lit a cigarette as he walked away from where the wolf was holed up. He didn't make any kind of sustained eye contact—that could be aggressive. He took a drag on the cigarette and paced toward the bar and back. He knew it wouldn't get rid of the bad feeling that chased at his heels, but, moving helped him feel slightly better.
For the moment, he didn't pay much mind to the wolf.