One of the rogue wolves, a scout, approached Nina, snarling viciously. "Who are you?" he snapped. He was a small brown wolf, no older than the pups in the camps who are just beginning their training. He worked himself into a steady attack position.<br/><br/>"Richter, stand down." a voice boomed behind them. A tall, broad shouldered black wolf crept out of the shadows. His amber eyes were cold and menacing. He glanced from the pup to Nina, and bared his teeth.  "I suggest you answer his question, she-wolf." he bellowed.