Michael flexed his left arm experimentally and winced as he felt the pain of his injuries, fortunately it didn’t seem to affect his quick fingers or the way he could play cards as he had planned to do when they returned with the girl. Should a grimace escape his cool exterior mid con he imagined it could play off nicely as a poor hand. Contented there was always a way to turn a profit, or look on the bright side as he called it, he turned his attentions to Salinus and the girl. Michael had just opened his mouth to ask about her condition when the wolf appeared to speak of its own accord.<br/><br/>After a moment of awed silence Michael spoke, “Well, that’s new isn’t it eh?”<br/><br/>Michael studied the wolf with keen interest. “What do you make of that then Salinus? Ever heard of a talking wolf before?” Michael nodded his head towards the wolf with a peculiar expression.<br/>