He's fairly sure that the wolf is sentient and after briefly berating himself for what is bound to be yet another Very Bad Idea, he flies down low to the ground and hops off his broom. Carefully, he puts it down on the ground and shows that his hands are empty.

"I don't want to be a bother, but I'm looking for Sumsi Punu and I've been told he might be in these parts. Likely as a fisher cat or maybe a marten?"