[Poggio]

Robin jumped. It was a dog... wolf... beast thing. He took a deep breath, not running. The last thing he wanted as a chuck of his butt devoured by a beast. Since it was in his path Robin taught he could tame it. He had not offerings off food but he held out his hand. Eventually the boy inched close enough, that he could sedate the wolves curiosity . When Robin thought him as nothing more then a stray dog he started to pet him, nuzzling the thick fur with gentle caresses. “Whose a good boy. You are, yes you are.”