His stomach took a turn south even as his inner wolf sat up and begged.

A wolf sat on the far side, probably not tame, but it would not attack him here.

He explained: "You know how a wolf sits and waits for the lamb?"

She rose, and the wolf sat on his haunches and leaned against her side.

After several seconds, the wolf sat back on its haunches.

The wolf sat on his haunches and looked at her.

And wolves did not normally sit calmly on their haunches in the middle of a street.

The wolf had sat beside me for a time, his look one of ancient rebuke.

The wolf sat on the porch watching me gravely.

The wolf did not say anything, but merely sat and watched.