[Riddick tells the jackal to SIT and it does, obedient, but even when he opens the door it doesn't spring-- it does start swishing its long, catlike tail, though. It's a big brindled animal, noticeably undead, one eye glowing faintly blue, the other faintly red, the size of a deerhound. ]

Okay.

[And it gets up and comes over, immediately thrusting its nose into Anya's ear and snuffling curiously.]

...well, apparently you're friendly. I shoulda guessed it would be happy with other undead. C'mon in before it forgets it doesn't eat food anymore and steals my liver.