He considers the idea, then a smile forms across his face as he leaps off the bench and onto you, inadvertently tackling you.
"I don't see a problem with it!" He says, licking your face repeatedly. His tongue was slobberry and slippery, covering your face in sloppy licks. His breath also doesn't smell the best, given that he's a wolf, and while he does brush his teeth, his breath is just naturally smelly sometimes.(heh <:D)