Not a camper then. Tybalt tightens his grip on his khopesh.

"See, that's where you're wrong," he replies, voice level. "That wolf? That wolf has the protection of the goddess Bast." Which was technically true, since that was Tybalt's goddess. "If you so much as breath on that wolf, I can promise you a curse upon your house that will last a hundred years. The plagues of Egypt will look like a mild inconvenience compared to what will come down upon your head."

He doesn't mention Derek's father. That's not his pantheon.