[ When Julie heads over to Kaer Morhen, it is genuinely not in the hopes of finding anyone home. The only person she intends to visit is always there, sitting at the gates, and he knows exactly what it means when the sparkly collar appears around his neck, correlated to her very presence.
Julie is in the process of turning that wolf into a domesticated lapdog.
In truth, she knows this is a very stupid thing that she absolutely should not be doing, but between the fact that she has definitely known multiple people with wolf-dogs and the fact that this the Horizon, she figures the worst that will actually happen to her is Geralt gets pissy. Which, whatever, he can just make a new wolf if it's such a problem.
As she approaches, the wolf stands at attention, clearly happy to see her, and with good reason: she's holding an absolutely enormous tomahawk steak, the kind of thing that would cost a hundred bucks easy back home, and it's even cooked (just barely rare). Does a wolf care if a steak is cooked? Of course not. But does this wolf get cooked steak? Yes, because he is loved.
Reaching the wolf, she plunks right down on the ground and opens her arms for it, cooing as she feeds it, still holding the bone in one hand while she scratches behind his ears with the other. ]
Ohh yes, hello baby, good boy, yes. Look at that, you hungry today? You want a baked potato too?
Ciri
Julie is in the process of turning that wolf into a domesticated lapdog.
In truth, she knows this is a very stupid thing that she absolutely should not be doing, but between the fact that she has definitely known multiple people with wolf-dogs and the fact that this the Horizon, she figures the worst that will actually happen to her is Geralt gets pissy. Which, whatever, he can just make a new wolf if it's such a problem.
As she approaches, the wolf stands at attention, clearly happy to see her, and with good reason: she's holding an absolutely enormous tomahawk steak, the kind of thing that would cost a hundred bucks easy back home, and it's even cooked (just barely rare). Does a wolf care if a steak is cooked? Of course not. But does this wolf get cooked steak? Yes, because he is loved.
Reaching the wolf, she plunks right down on the ground and opens her arms for it, cooing as she feeds it, still holding the bone in one hand while she scratches behind his ears with the other. ]
Ohh yes, hello baby, good boy, yes. Look at that, you hungry today? You want a baked potato too?
[ She might be trying to butter the wolf up. ]