"I didn't tell you to eat my fur, thank you very much," Khelek retorted, hearing the Amanalkarion's thoughts. "And my fur is fine. Other than being wet." The wolf grinned slightly and ran on. The pup trotted labouriously, but slightly behind and panting hard. "That trade caravan is still quite some distance away, but we'll make it before the rogues do," Khelek reported to Ollea and Amanalkarion. Nearing enough for the trade caravan to hear, the wolf paused for a moment and howled.
Almost immediately, the watch sounded an alarm. Echoing howls made it sound like a pack was surrounding the camp. The fire was lit in a blaze, and the guards started combing the area.
"Not what I wanted to happen," the wolf commented, watching. Finding no sign of wolves, the caravaners were on the look-out.
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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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