The young wolf sensed the sick uneasiness coming from Taralphiel. A bond of affection for his companions had grown in the time he had spend with them. They were now his pack. Gently, Khelek nudged his nose against Taralphiel's leg. Rûdhcamion had told him of Taralphiel's abilities, and that danger could come through them.
Khelek whined in a wolfish pout, wishing himself to be older so that he could help Taralphiel. Despite his weakness, he did not want to alert Rûdhcamion.
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"What shall we do, what shall we do!" he cried. "Escaping goblins to be caught be wolves!"
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