Silvertip Mountain with my hand upon the bible

The threats were coming thick and fast. The wolf dog things wanted food and it looked as though nothing was going to sway them. FitzDutiful wondered if it was possible for them to win in a fight but it was a very, very slim chance. If any chance. It was food they wanted, but they barely had enough food available. FitzDutiful thought quickly and fast.

"Bindi," he barked, deciding on a course of action. "Go to the cache south of here and uncover what is there." It had been one of the very first caches that had been made at Silvertip Mountain. It was technically slightly outside of their borders. If they wanted food explicitly from them, he'd give them that. "There's a herd in the woods." he said, nodding his head to the Neverwinter Forest that was in the distance. "We won't hunt it and leave the forest to you, if you agree to leave the mountain to us. The cache that Bindi will be giving you is on the way to that forest."

Although he didn't show it, FitzDutiful was desperate for this confrontation to be over. He needed his pack to be safe.