'Ryan get up your embarassing us here.' Alistair snapped as he noticed Ryan was still sat on the ground trembling. The frost had nearly made its way up his arms and legs. When he finally noticed he sprung to his feet and brushed himself off before taking a deep breath and staring at the wolf that had just summoned a snow storm and talked.<br/>'Ok so...' Ryan began and then paused as he stared into the wolves dark eyes, 'Ok no I can't do this. Al he's a freaking talking wolf!'<br/>'No he's not Ryan.' Alistair spoke harshly before turning to the wolf and bowing a little in a mock gesture, 'He's a member of the secret police.'<br/><em>'Captain of the secret police'</em>The wolf snarled, finally snapping out of its moment of astonishment.<br/>'Then you must be Maugrim.' Alistair spoke before shaking his head and sighing, 'Why on earth didn't I check the bottom of the box first? I was half way down the corridor before I realised I hadn't looked at the bottom of the damn thing' He muttered before crossing his arms over his chest, 'I found another two leaflets attached to the bottom of it. One advetising a wolf charity and the other was a public awareness leaflet from the police. It was a bit tricky to make the connection but when I saw what you were doing here it all clicked into place.'<br/><em>'That knowledge won't help when my jaws are around your throat'</em>Maugrim snarled and took another step forward,<em>'The fire spirit is weak, the boy behind is a coward and you are not a warrior'</em><br/>'Correct we're pretty doomed aren't we?' Al chuckled and looked back at Casey. In the second he had turned back to look at her he mouthed three words to her; check your phone.