Spyros
Swirling above Blackclaw's head, it looks at him with pure disgust at the insult (an expression rather difficult to read in a cloud).
Oh, useless you think I am?
It's orbs stare at Blackclaw in a creepy, unblinking way for several moments, holding his gaze. A strange chant enters Blackclaw's thoughts and a weird light begins to form above Blackclaw's head, an eerie purplish flash of light. The spectre suddenly surrounds the Wolf and the light flashes a bright, brilliant blue before vanishing. It circles him and speaks in the Wolf's thoughts.
As you will see, I have some skill. No doubt you will provide much amusement when you speak. I look forward to your report to Her Majesty. I personally hope she says 'wolf' a lot. Seeing as a lot of her...minions are wolves, your chances are great. But now she'll have a unique one. A mooing wolf. Yes, you heard me. You'll now 'moo' in response to the word wolf. It snickers pettily.
Without another word-thought, it dissipates and vanishes.