Daric attempted to protest but the Elf disappeared before he could muttered a word. He approached the camp with care, or so she'd call it. Not knowing when she'd come back or if the wolves would find them he found a tree nearby with relatively easy bark to grip, as a kid he'd climb trees for fun before and after his father's death he'd practiced so he climbed up to a safe distance. His hand on his sword waiting, if the wolf comes by then he'd strike it after jumping down, using the force of the gravity to help him kill the wolf.<br/><br/>Although he knew that rangers would prioritize function over looks he was expecting something more extravagant from an elf but this perfectly makes sense.