Fenrir, slowly, coming out of his anxious stupor was starting to be quite interested in the wagging tail. He loved to chase things and wagging tails were very chasable.
"Fenrir, get it out of your head," Katherine warned, but there was amusement in her voice. Then she turned back to Dean. "Oh, yes, far bigger than you too." She whistled loudly with the help of her fingers. "Follow me!" Then she headed off towards a more open part of the park. Only a few moments later the thumb of heavy footsteps could be heard and felt.