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He enjoyed the smaller one's enthusiasm, and didn't mind the explanation. He listened as well as he could, and replied softly. “They all smart as Anwyl?" he asked truthfully. They must be educated, or atleast kind if they teach their members to save big, fat wolves on ice. 

As they continued walking, the small one shot another question up. Trades. It was rather funny, he was working for his trade recently. Goliath strong, Goliath be Mercenary. he explained, there was not much to say. Goliath fight many here.  he didn't mean to brag, but it was truthful. He had been fighting many wolves in the past week, and the amount he left fatally injured were numerous.