[Amanaduial the archer]

Nariah finished off another wolf at Gaddy's back with a sure shot, but it was getting harder. She hadnt been wounded too badly, mainly because most of her attackers were dead at twenty paces, but her arms ached and she could feel the wolves and wargs closing in around her...

It scared her how the wargs were so obviously intelligent. They seemed to communicate with each other, even more than just with howls. There was something deeper, like they actually talked...a disturbing thought, and one that Nariah neither wanted to dwell on, nor had time to.

She readied her bow as she saw a wolf nearby, then stopped. A long low growling was coming from the other side. Turning slowly, Nariah saw two wolves, two wargs, watching her. The girl drew her long knife as the first wolf leapt at her and once again she was hit by a strange feeling; they all jumoed at the same time...