Trandubae curled up as he watched the sun fall. He began to dose off at the sound of the soft wind ruffle his fur.

Moments later Predatel stood. His large body came to life as he saw the kill. He walked over and sat next to the pups and ate till his fill. Even sitting, he was a giant compared to their small bodies. When he stood he was taller than a normal wolf. He didn't like to think of himself as a giant. He didn't want to look scary. Though those who knew russian could tell by his name that he wasn't what he looked like.