His thoughts were laced with venom as he cursed the Moon Elder, yet surprisingly, he did not say anything insulting to the leader. His fiery and short temper reigned in like a dog on a leash.
'Once that woman gets back I swear I will tear her eyes out!' he snorted grumpily. The Moon Elder was seeking trouble in places where she should not have. The Mountain Wolves are overall a stronger organization than the Forest Reavers.
The only reason they were not overwhelming the Reavers was the man smiling devilishly to the left of him. His strength equaled that of the Grand Chieftain of the Mountain Wolves. That is true, and the Mountain Wolves are used to controlling the regions further east from here, far out of reach from the Forest Reavers fortress or their branches.
"We have a more important matter to attend to. This discussion ends here, and I do not want to hear any more of it. Let her do as she pleases; I have used her yet," the smiling man said slowly.
