[View of Howl and Chez]
Howl's hair stood on end as he was frozen in place with the tip of Chez's arrow pushing into the back of his neck. The wolf cursed himself for getting so close to the centaur in his own environment, but he didn't have time to play around.
If Howl died here, then so did his new… friend. That was a strange word for him since Howl was a wolf, and the only creature he had anything to do with were his brothers and sisters.
"I didn't come here for me! There was a creature that I tried to attack, but it stopped me, almost killing me. Then, he didn't and offered for me to join him!" Howl growled out but felt stupid even as he explained it.
Then the pressure from the arrow left, but Howl didn't move. The arrow was more deadly from farther away, so the blue wolf decided it was best to wait and see what Chez would do.
"What if this creature? Who is he?" Chez asked, now standing back from the wolf.