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Arrille was curious at the fact that he could not talk at all, but he did not question it any further. He did not know that wolves could become mute, but it also was not hard to believe. He sat down, eyes full of curiosity as he observed the silent wolf. 

The wolf suddenly got down, with a growl. Arrille smiled, he understood what it meant. Arrille got down himself, ready. He had trained in the art of pouncing through months of pouncing on unknowing butterflies. He readied his rear legs to spring forward, then went for a pounce, aiming to land just before Hvitserk to close the distance.