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Anselm listened to Etienne’s account of his plans, growing unsettled the more he shared. It was not that he didn’t trust Etienne to fend for himself — the scars on his muzzle spoke to Etienne’s ability to do so — but he worried this plan wasted resources and time they did not have. 

Vhat if they see you? Then they vill know that more wolves are coming. Ve need surprise to make this successful. He tried to think of the logistics, but without knowing the distance and the lay of the land, the tracker’s context was limited. 

How many vill your leader bring?

As far as promising to save Etienne’s family while leaving him behind, Anselm refused to hear it. He looked away in unease as he saw the intensity of emotion in Etienne’s gaze - the urgent cadence of his friend’s rich voice. I vill not leave you behind. There vill be no need. You, your leader, and I vill go together. No vonne left behind.