[GreatWarg]

Khelek bounced out of the alcove, sniffing the morning air, taking delight in the cool drops of dew that splashed on his nose. He wagged his tail and ran in a circle around Rûdhchamion, eager to get started. A strong sense of compassion could be felt between Anarya and Rûdhchamion, but Khelek made sure he did not interfere between that relationship.

The white wolf pup wriggled into a log and growled playfully at an insect inside it. It chirped back and hopped away. Khelek twitched his ears at every crack or splinter of a stick in the distance.

"We should be going," Rûdhchamion thought out loud. Khelek turned back, staring with thoughtful eyes that twinkled like the bright Star of Earendil.

"Yes, let'sn go," Anarya agreed. Rûdhchamion broke up camp, carefully making sure the ashes from the fire were well hidden, and they set off in a westernly direction.