Zak wanted to scowl when she had mentioned that he seemed to have a good life. Yeah, the life of a werewolf came pretty easy... If only. But he couldn't comment on that, knowing her traumatic phase probably was not any easy one. When she mentioned the dogs he chuckled nervously. "They are pretty mean. They don't like being around anyone than us, and they like to hunt some pretty big game," he said, sipping on his milkshake. It wasn't that his parents and him were mean, it's just if they were to see a human wandering around the house, they would tend to growl and claim the house as their territory. He chuckled when he remembered the time animal control was called. There were no dogs to be found.