"Hmmm, Kiya, do you think we might want to put a muzzle on him, uh ..., them?" I quickly held up my hands when I saw what she was going to say. "No, no it's only temporary; just until we're sure he's not going to bite us."
I pulled the pants Kiya had given back to me out of the plastic baggie. Thinking to myself, "I'm going to have to find some more clothes if this keeps happening. I didn't want to wash these anyway."
I quickly sliced the legs into strips and gently wrapped wolfey's muzzles in them being extra careful not to wake him up. Pondering the problem of those huge claws, I proceeded to wrap them with the remaining cloth. I hadn't noticed but I had been humming the whole time I was doing this and I actually noticed that 'Wolfie' seemed to be emanating less 'chaotic' feelings. Maybe the humming helped?
Just then I heard some noises coming from the door at the opposite end of the room.
