The huge wolf had been quite happily devouring the deer, more or less ignoring what was going on around him. Right up until he caught the scent of intruders. For a moment the more feral aspect of his brain reacted before he could think, and the wolf was on its feet, a low growl rumbling out of him. It was the sound you might get if you stuck a timber wolf in an oil drum...impossibly deep, and almost able to felt as much as heard.
For several long moments he'd hold that pose, standing over the remains of his kill, muzzle every bit as bloody as the remains. Then his hackles would slowly smooth and the wolf would look from Karr to Storm. Then back to Karr. Apparently realizing that these people were not, in fact, intruders. No, they smelled familiar. If they were on the territory they were likely from Haven. So he did the next thing that seemed to make sense. He sat back on his haunches and gave a yip of greeting, before nudging at the body of the deer, ears pricked forward. Offering to share, it seemed.
Of course, it was likely that neither of them would desire what he was offering, and he realized that. Raw meat was not something that most people desired. After a moment his form would ripple, and in a disturbingly quick sequence, the wolf in front of them would change to something...perhaps less monstrous, or perhaps more. Depending on how you judged such things. His voice was rough, but at least he could speak. "I will not hurt you, if you wish to come closer." And yes, he was nude...but they'd just have to deal with it. His clothing was hidden closer to Haven.