Brightwood — New Horizons

Lahwa Lahwa shivered a little, pulling their ears even more fiercely against their head fearfully. The red-wolf was usually not very aware of their own small size – a runt in the truest sense yes but they’d gotten by well enough growing up – but now faced with what they can only describe as a behemoth of a wolf, they sincerely wish they were a bit bigger. If it came down to a fight, the fire-tinted wolf didn’t even have any special abilities that could do damage. At most, they could make it easier for themselves to run away. ”I won’t eat you,” claimed the other wolf though Lahwa isn’t sure how much they believe her. That sounds exactly like the sort of thing you’d say to someone right before you attacked them – attacking isn’t eating after all. The mental debate eventually came to an end however – they were entirely too stressed out by the concept of being mistaken for a bandit and brutalized or killed just because they’re hidden. The smaller wolf reluctantly crawled out of the bushes, wishing they could vanish into the day’s mist or that they’d at least picked up a combative talent. At least now I have a training goal. --- Speech.