"You? What can you do? Have your wolves guide my way to cross the bridge?" huffed Docia condescendingly.
Wolf girl had been Melva's nickname some time in the past at Ichorhold when she had accidentally walked around town with wolves in tow like she was their leader. To make it even worse, the wolves had only come back after destroying one of the people's property.
The rumour spread like crazy afterwards that Melva could command wolves and make them attack their beloved town if they crossed her path. Which was why afterwards no one had dared to speak with her in fear of getting their throat clawed out by the wolves.
If Docia knew about that nickname of hers, then the rumour had spread to the remote side of the town. She knew that Melva could command wolves to follow her orders and do what she wanted. It had been merely rumours in the past. It was ironic that now it had been true. She was able to command wolves to do what she wanted, even if she did not know how it worked.
