That's a dreadful attack, to be sure, with those wild gesticulations in the air. Fortunately for them both, Dave does all this gesturing while standing his ground, letting the wolf continue his sideways retreat with increasing confidence.

Oh, this is a territory thing, the wolf begins to realize. He's free to leave, probably.

So it's with frequent glances Dave's way that he begins back down the street he'd come from, checking for signs that the harpy's about to pursue. To be contrary, and to comfort his own instincts' fear of being herded into a trap, he turns a different corner at the first intersection - hopefully not in the same direction as Dave's house.

Either way, the skeleton will have only the vaguest fragments of his doings tonight - maybe Dave will recognize him later, or maybe this incident will go without acknowledgement.