Thread:James of the iron hills/@comment-25356210-20151128001618/@comment-25356210-20151204062550

Actually, it goes as follows...

Ornlu is running through the woods, as it looks grim. The wargs are catching up, but suddenly, out of no where, fifty wolves jump out and a great teeth bearing, flesh ripping battle occurs; the wolves generally prevailing.

"I've been calling them for a while..."