One wolf, one reward.

Kael rubbed his sore shoulder, his muscles protesting with every movement. Despite the fall, his mind remained focused on one crucial detail: the leader of the wolves. 

"If that damn thing didn't stay down, I need to make sure it won't get up again," he muttered, looking around to assess his surroundings. 

The air around him felt heavy, the shadows of the trees forming winding patterns on the ground. He ignored the pain in his body and began to walk cautiously, his eyes scanning the terrain for any signs of the giant wolf. 

There were bloodstains scattered on the stones and the ground, forming an irregular trail that descended along the same slope he had fallen down. "Looks like I'm not the only one who rolled down the hill..." He followed the stains, his heart beating faster as the forest around him seemed to grow denser.