He's Rather Stubborn

"Look, I have nothing to start a fire either." The human said, a hint of challenge in his voice. "Never have, probably never will."
"You must have something." I said stiffly.
A knife?
"Like a knife."
He hesitated a hair too long. "No, I don't."
I know understood why humans would throw their arms up in the air. Frustration. If he didn't want to get warm there wasn't anything I could do to convince him otherwise. "You do have a knife." I said flatly. "Make a fire with it."
"Look, Wolf guy. I don't want a fire! I did just fine spending a night in a hole. I think a little storm won't kill me either."

Catchya on the Flip Side!

Danny