[The distance is filled with the sound of mild frantic yelling. A man is calling out a titled name over and over.]
Young master!? Young master Tir!? Where are you!?
[The yelling grows louder as the man gets closer, he turns a corner at full speed almost running straight into a wolf. Fortunately Gremio was not unaccustomed to battle, or surprise encounters. Having found his young master, and filled with the protective instincts of a mother he pulls out his axe fluidly and embeds the blade into the closest wolf.]
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Young master!? Young master Tir!? Where are you!?
[The yelling grows louder as the man gets closer, he turns a corner at full speed almost running straight into a wolf. Fortunately Gremio was not unaccustomed to battle, or surprise encounters. Having found his young master, and filled with the protective instincts of a mother he pulls out his axe fluidly and embeds the blade into the closest wolf.]