Silvertip Mountain Baby, do you dare to do this

FitzDuitful thought for a moment, thinking back over them. "It was odd." he said to her, "They all looked so different. Even bone structure. Some were thin, racing types, others were small and fluffy, some seemed like they could pass as wolves, but there was one who seemed to fit. Her ears looked like they wouldn't move. She was bulky and off-putting with scars all over her face." It had been a terrifying encounter, he had been very worried that a fight was going to break out even after they had given the dogs a cache of good and told them they could have reign of the wolves.

"We had only just established ourselves when they attacked. They outnumbered us and so we tried to placate them by telling them to go to the forest near us." he nodded in the forest's direction. "I recommend not going in there in case they have done so. If you wish to pass in that direction I can offer you accompanied passage through the mountain pass."