[Cimmerian]

Rulf-Armon backed away from Celebanca as the lights flooded the compound snarling “All they will put in chains will be my carcass in a sea of their foul blood”
And he melted into the shadows; the barking of dogs grew louder.

As he made his way towards an unlit structure, he could hear Celebanca converse with the two-legs. It took all his will power to restrict himself from launching into the man and tearing his throat out. Wild fire red thoughts raced through his mind in a haze of savage animal passion. But a sharp gnawing pain reminded him that he had not eaten since early that day.

Entering the unlit structure, he caught the scent of fresh meat…. But it was a day since and only the alluring aroma is all that remained. Now he was seething; that little two-leg cub would have made him a decent repast but for that she wolf.

Peering out of the shadows he watched the she-wolf as she seemed to strike a deal of sorts with the two-legs, the female of which appeared distraught and ready to do anything while the male stood firm and adamant, much like he himself would be in such a predicament. The whimpering mongrel at the male’s side barked away as if it was its domain that was being invaded, but a sharp blow from its keeper shut it up. The great black wolf gritted his savage teeth and glared at the dog. Could it not see through the ways of its two-leg keeper and turn against him, for it would make a fine companion in battle against these evil ones.

Then something floated silently down, a carrion fowl…. It had perched itself stealthily behind the two-legs and seemed intent on getting the great She wolf’s attention.

Then another creature caught his sharp eye as it silently bounded from the tops of the two-leg’s structures, it was something he had never seen before, but its scent was that of no two-leg cub but more the likes of rodents and tree dwellers…..

And only one thought came to his savage mind ………… Food!