Duck Lake we remained locked together

Skoll didn't know if he was the right kind of wolf to be at the head of an army. But he certainly was a planner of sorts, and could do it if he tried. He just wasn't good at fighting, but wasn't afraid to learn. If Merrick wanted him to learn then he would. "Perhaps." Came the reply to that. 

Charging forward into the ducks, Skoll's teeth moved to snap at an unsuspecting one peering into the lake. 

@Merrick