Wolf (слэш)

The wolf drew closer, and Jaskier realized it carried a lute between its teeth. Sleek, polished wood, white strings, dark swirling patterns around the rosette. Gently, the wolf laid the lute in front of Jaskier and nudged it towards him with its shiny black nose.  
He stared wide-eyed at the wolf. The shock made him forget to be grateful, and instead, he blurted out, “Why?”