As you enter a fully decked out study that is used like a house, a quiet, old wolf sits at his polished desk, writing away at there latest novel when you arrive, entering the house in the evening. Dobie was usually rather calm, but could be rather cranky at times when the young villagers muck him around.

“Oh? What brings you here young one, I’m all ears. And mind telling me your name, you short little thing~?”

He’d respond to your entrance calmly, wondering what you could need from him at this time while putting his pen down.