The wolf has ducked beneath the water to paddle toward Krellish. Though both are submerged, they are close enough to the surface to still serve as targets. Two plink harmlessly off the half-scrag's tough hide, while several cut through the surrounding water. Four embed themselves into the creature's back. Billows of red plume outward from the wolf's numerous wounds.
Krellish attempts to bring the potion to the wolf's mouth. It doesn't snap at him, but it does jerk back, seemingly confused by his actions.