[hider=Roll]2/8, the branch hits the Gundarog[/hider]
The Gundarog had loped in her direction haphazardly like a frightened, unagile ape. A credit to its race, it still would have been hard to spot by human eyes once it left the brief glimpse of sunlight. No wonder these creatures of the underworld had found a safehaven in a forest like the Blackwood. However, the thing was certainly not expecting to find a Dorcha even in the forest of shadows. It nearly tumbled over the ground before catching itself, and once its eyes fell on Aeryn, it quelled at the very sudden new threat before it. That was, until the branch hit its head and knocked it out. 

Meanwhile, the massive Wolf was sniffing the ground a bit as it chewed on its second meal. It seemed to have gotten a hold of its impulses for food, pawing at the ground as it finished what flesh was in its mouth. Already it had dug through the shoddy armor of the Gundarog it had killed, its entire torso and head now within the beast's gullet. 

Suddenly, behind the thing, two wolf pups slunk out of the brush. They were clearly very young, even though they were nearly the size of your average guard dog. One bounded into view while the other moved mischievously, eyeing the forest around it for anything curious. What was left of the first Gundarog, they began to nip and pick at, clearly wishing for a different kind of meat but not about to complain when they're filling their bellies.  

Aeryn had the opportunity to check the Gundarog's pockets and knapsack as it lay there, out cold. If she wished she could kill it, or she could awaken it or take it with her. While she deliberated, she would pick up another sound from her sensitive ears. A voice, obviously male and pleasant to the ear somewhere behind her. Not very close, within a mile at least and drawing closer in a fashion. Clearly walking toward past their location, but would they come close enough to attract the wolves? 

At the current moment, the mother wolf was too preoccupied with her whining pups, the soft grunts and whistles they made causing her to perk her lupin ears as she licked them. Decisions, decisions...
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