Air crackled ominously with tension so thick it rivalled foreboding storm clouds gathering menacingly on horizon under darkening evening skies.

Unusual noise emerged from the Black Claw Pack. The was an unsettling stillness punctuated by faint rustling of leaves and mournful howls echoing distantly. Something quite different happened suddenly then.

Rage erupted in a deafening tumult of snarled threats and pounding feet forming a jarring discordant chorus very loudly downstairs.

Wolves were ...