The skepticism just gets worse and worse the more it keeps talking, showing openly on Donald's face.

"Wolves? I really hope you don't mean literal wolves are in here with us." He hadn't heard anything or seen any animals so. It must mean something else.

"And yeah, guess that makes sense. I work security so I know how to use a gun, fired one on more than one occasion." Though why he'd smell like that right now is a mystery. He hasn't fired a gun recently. Donald however is a okay with the fox kid, spirit, thing, moving away from him.