Qeya River Ikayuak

He couldn't help but be impressed by the story - the fascination clear on his expression. To have done such a thing, he wondered what else the wolf in front of him was capable of.

An injured leg, he had spoke of; Kekoa could handle that much. Wounds were much easier, he thought so at least.

"How many are injured?" He asked, following after the one-eyed wolf. "Do you want to keep them all alive?"