A young man made his way through the forest.
He had been fleeing from the wolves for almost half an hour. But there was something different about these wolves... he didn't have time to think about it.
Stumbling into a clearing where Radley and Marcus were, the male tripped over a bush and fell onto the ground.
Large growling noises could be heard coming from the nearby bushes and trees, and soon two large wolves (twice the size of normal ones) with purple-grey hides of fur, were lingering a moderate distance away from Marcus and Radley. The huge wolf creatures were looking at the man that had fallen down and began to pace back and forward, determining if they should dive on the man they had been following, or growl at the two new people they had found.
Meanwhile, the male that had fallen to the ground was beginning to get to his feet. Seeing others nearby, he pulled two short swords from his belt and faced the two large creatures.
"You two!" the male called out, with his back to Marcus and Radley. "Go on! Get out of here!"
The first wolf creature bounded into the air and attacked the male with the two short swords.