The other wolf tribesmen heard the elder mention their long lost leader.
"What do you mean the presence of our leader?" one of the biggest and the burliest wolves came out of the crowd and stood next to the Elder.
In front of the old and weak looking elder, he looked a bit dangerous. Nevertheless, he too had a look of confusion on his face.
"He is dead, isn't he?" another wolf man asked with a concerned look on his face. He had already accepted the fact that the wolf chief had already died along with the human girl. However, the elder was saying something else.
Soon, the crowd, especially the beast men from the Wilf tribe started to talk amongst themselves. They were all shaken by the thing that their respected Elder said. Being unable to find the answer to their confusion, they all decided to focus on the main culprit who brought this chaos.