[h2]Sir Artorias[/h2]

Given the spare seat--with one of their number apparently having flight and another the ability to turn their sorcerous contraption into a wheel--and that Sif was, despite their size, far too young to be expected to keep up with a vehicle, Artorias picked up the oversized wolf cub and carefully placed them alongside Goldibanne. 'Alongside' was a relative measure, of course, since there was still the front end of a wolf on her lap now. Quite a cheerful wolf, however.

Whatever the size, a puppy was still a puppy.