Having rejoined the group, Chrrou the dire wolf bounds effortlessly ahead in following the tracks, wolfess at his side, but the speed of the rest of the group has him constantly doubling back and restlessly circling the party before bounding forward again to follow the trail. Driven by a vengeful and terribly impatient desire to pursue and overtake the enemy, he pads to the back of the group, a canid whine leaving his throat as he noses lightly at those least swift in following as though urging them to somehow proceed faster.