C1779 Hunting Wild Wolves

The stone traced a parabola through the air, striking the wild wolf's head with a thud.

Roused from its deep slumber by the sudden pain, the wolf lifted its head in a daze, scanning its surroundings before its gaze fixed on a distant silhouette. A menacing grin spread across its face.

"Aooo!"

Anyone would be irked by an interruption to their sleep, and the wild wolf was no different