Ancient language of Elves

" Why have you shifted into true form?" Loren questioned in his wolf's voice from a distance.

" Because my wolf is merciless. She will kill anyone without giving second thought," I chuckled. I stood there, holding the sword ready for attack.

Footsteps on dry leaves crunched alerting me. I crossed my blade in second only to find Loren standing behind me.

" Pretty hasty, huh!" He smirked, twisting his head sideways. That very moment the galloping of wolves stopped. No longer could be heard. I stood there sticking back to back Loren gazing around our surroundings. Suddenly everything has gotten quieter than usual. The thick bushes filled up with sparkling eyes like stars in the dark sky.

' They have surrounded us ,' I said through mindlink.

" Worry not. It's a piece of cake to slash them all."

" Gosh, give the thought of killing them. I don't want to be called a rogue of my empire's knights." I took a deep breath before holding Loren's hand and running instantly through the thorny