Blackbeak Bluff correct and magnificent

The skinny thing crept closer. A mute, but not so much an imbecile that she did not recognise danger. She gave him a questioning look. Miska imagined that he saw a glimmer of intelligence.

The great black wolf lowered his head and and took a few slow steps in the girl's direction, using a sized-up version of her own cat-like creep. House cat and lion. He licked his lips – and

          suddenly rushed forward

with the intent to scare or spook. There was plenty of time to play.