His words carried a mix of respect and reverence. Maul's men looked down with sadness, but as he continued, acknowledging the sacrifice, their expressions shifted to one of understanding and respect. Maul's nose twitched as he affirmed, "These two bears weren't the prey that I caught the scent of, but these two will do. Besides, this battle rattled the prey, so its scent is now gone.
"Pick up the prey; this was a successful hunt, and we will now head back to the village with pride." Maul said as he howled up to the moon which was always present on this side of the world, his men and son followed right after as they also started howling.
The howl spread through the Icy plain as the creatures in it understood a prey must have fallen under the wolves and now the hunt was over.
