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CHYOA Guru
Peering carefully over to the other side of the ridge, you see a group of four wolves. One of them is noticeably larger than the other(but nowhere near as large as the paw prints you saw earlier). The larger one is clearly thrashing on one of the smaller ones who is laying on his back and pretty much taking the abuse. You can't believe it at first, but after a moment you realize that the wolf-creatures are indeed speaking a language you can understand. "You stupid runt" the larger one growls. His voice is gruff and guttural. "You told us that there was only one of the man-things. Yet here we have three. We will need more and to inform the Alpha."Valenya held up a hand to gain the attention of her compatriots, then motioned for them to continue talking; she didn't want to alert whomever was close by that she'd heard them. In an instant an arrow was drawn again and aimed in the direction of the voices, and she silently worked her way towards the ridge moving at an angle to throw off whomever was behind it in case they had observed the three.
His attacks on the smaller one is not soft and the ripples of energy notifying damaging blows are visible.