Big Salmon Lake Texas Ranger

Barks sounded out. The loud, irritating language of the wolves. His vocabulary limited to what he had picked up from previous encounters, his understanding was slurred.

But the Canis Lupus carried no aggression in it's tone, and when he turned his head he quickly discovered that it was rather small. He could crush the little thing if it came to that.

Now he stood still, silent, and waited for it to continue speaking.