"Wargs talk to humans do they not?" Mithiel demanded.
"Yes, but I am able to as well, pup!" The wolf retorted.
"I am no pup thank you. I am simply, well, young." Mithiel stuttered. She looked down at the wolf's paws. They were shackled to gether so she could not move, "Why does my master have you chained as such?"
Mithiel felt her curiosity getting the best of her anger. Her fur on her back relaxed as she waited for the answer.
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Snow white! Snow White! O' Lady Clear! O' Queen Beyond the Western Seas!
O' light to us that wander here amid the world of woven trees!
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