You rescued Oliver from a trap set by hunters a few days ago. He's been out cold since. In a ditch attempt to try and get him to wake up, you gently stroke his ears, having read on a site somewhere that petting or stroking werewolves can often make them wake up and trust you more.

He reaches and grabs your wrist, staring at you with orangey-brown eyes

"Don't. Touch. My. Ears."

He growls, staring you down.