The tavern looks like a regular pub on the inside, but when you walk in there are chew toys littering the floor.  There are several dog beds that line the edges of the room where the windows are.  The bartender has a uniform on that is covered in bones
The werewolves tavern, Tavern
bartender
dogs
I was part of a litter owned by a master craftsman. My pack protected his workshop. I was sold to a knight so I could defend his castle. I like warming my bones beside the fire.
No, drink for me. I will take that yellow toy and a treat if you have one.  Alright, here ya go boy. I've got a spare pork bone for ya. Let me grab it quick. Thank you, Bartender! I will take that drink now!  Alright, gimme a second. I gotta tend to some of the wolves over there, they're getting a bit rowdy. Alright! Hurry up now. I am a thirsty dog!  Hold your horses, here ya go boy. Gulp! After this, I will go to warm up by the fireplace.  Most dogs do, mind the chew toys on the floor, don't want you to hurt your paws. Thanks for the tip! You remind me of my Knight. Very thoughtful. Well, as a bartender at the werewolves tavern you learn to look out for all kinds. You are very kind sir. Tell me a bit about yourself.  Not much to tell, been a bartender here for the last twenty years. That uniform over there covered in bones is from when I used to be a soldier long ago.