Khelek relaxed about three hairs. "Scoundrels, good for nothing, lousy..." the wolf started. Ollea glanced carelessly over at the wall he was peering through.
"Okay, I'll silence myself." The wolf climbed down again and made a small, dry sleeping space under some brushwood that was right up against the side of the building.
"Wake me when you leave," the wolf yawned, curling up into a tight, white ball.
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"What shall we do, what shall we do!" he cried. "Escaping goblins to be caught be wolves!"
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