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As the pair of white wolves stood facing each other, laughably opposite in stature, Atreyu stood and breathed in the others scent. It was a strange mix of oceanic air and pine mixed with the scent of strange wolves and...something else. Being brought up along the coastline, the boy had no knowledge of anything further inland so the smells this man brought with him were new and fascinating.

The other spoke softly then and Atreyu's ears pricked forward quickly and intently, capturing the somewhat muffled sounds. Thankfully, they were far away enough from the ocean that the crashing waves didn't interfere, however, the others voice was distinctively different from what the boy was used to hearing. He took a few moments to process the question before answering.

"I can take care of myself," he said matter of fact-ly, eyes hardening as he tried to catch the stranger's icy gaze. His childish arrogance was slowly returning. Although almost having reached his adult size, it was clear Atreyu was still a juvenile, from the telling gawky features and awkward stance. However, it didn't stop him from pretending he was up there with the adults.