Rotgnager's upper body shook with chills, just as a human's would have, as Ashe bolted away. A grin crossed his face as if he was amused. A sharp whistle echoed through the trees and soon Rotgnager was on the hunt after Ashe, a pack of wolves hunting with him. Wolves and trolls had a dependent relationship. Trolls used the wolves as hunting companions while the wolves looked to the trolls for food. Rotgnager's long legs and supernatural nature made him very fast, almost to the point where the wolves were fighting to keep up with him. Occasionally, when trees where in his direct path, the troll hurled himself against the trees, shattering their trunks with immense force and a tremendously strong bone structure. If a troll wanted somebody badly enough, he or she would get that person. There was an eerie silence until the sound of a strong wood spear shaft struck Ashe in the back of the head.<br/><br/>Holding the spear steadily pointed on the young woman, Rotgnager made sure she was unconscious before his free hand gripped Ashe's left leg and she was dragged off into the forest. It was no wonder she twisted her ankle, the forest floor was not a pleasant walk in the city. What didn't bother Rotgnager's tough feet ripped Ashe's clothing to shreds. By the time they got to where Rotgnager had been dragging her to, her clothing had holes in it and she was bleeding in more than one place. She was dragged into a cave that appeared to just keep going and going. After atleast an hour, and a heated change in temperature, they came to a dimly lit system of tunnels under the ground. This was where the trolls had been dwelling all this time, right under the feet of mountains, trees and animals. This tunnel system, or Den as it could be called, must have taken years to carve out. That raised questions: How long had the trolls been there? How long was it when they walked across the frozen sea to where they were now? It would remain unknown possibly forever as trolls were not the kind to ask questions to.<br/><br/>Rotgnager dragged Ashe through the smoothly carved earthen tunnels. The torches that lit them revealed that he had dark blonde hair and firm leg mucles. Muscles, however, were a lie when it came to trolls. One of the skinniest could still be viciously strong. Rotgnager himself was able to crush trees with no problem, just by throwing himself into them. Ashe was eventually taken into a room and thrown in, a heavy wooden door shut behind her and locked with a crude iron lock. Rotgnager then wandered away, further into the den. The other trolls eventually returned with many animals they had hunted: Moose, bear, dear, anything big enough and they had alot of them. One troll came into the den hauling 2 moose, one on each shoulder, and the bigger troll came in carrying 2 bears under each arm. They definately knew how to hunt and how to do it well. Ashe herself would be dealt with later. Wether she would live or die was up to the troll in charge.