After Scarlet had taken the first bite, Ivan gauged her reaction; Before he ate he always liked to see how much Scarlet liked it first. "Well, I would probably get bored in a few days... If I went by myself, instead of with my beautiful witty wife, that is." Ivan responded, getting a mouthful of spaghetti.
A huge wolf, nearly as large as the cabin itself, approached and tapped the door with one paw. The wolf was covered in various designs, all formed by black lines of fur. After tapping on the door, he sat back on his haunches to wait.
Ivan knew immediately who it was. He put down his silverware and stood up. "I'll get it. Just sit back relax and enjoy your dinner." Ivan went quickly to the door and stepped outside. Ivan and the wolf spoke in growls. At one point, Ivan drew back in surprise. "That would be an honor!" Realizing he had spoken english, he reverted to wolf-speak again.