Save yourself

You kick back at the wolf behind you as it slashes at your back legs with its claws. You hooves land true and you smack it in the head causing its claws to sweep up, missing you. It falls limply on the ground. You grab your bow.

Hwin seems adept at fighting and has managed to catch her wolf's fur on fire and it runs of howling. Harrold jabs the spear at his wolf but it evades him but is **** to keep its distance. Shakaste gets a few good whacks with his staff on to his wolf causing it to back off a bit. Too wolves is too much for the injured man and the boy screams as one bites into his arm causing him to drop his burning branch and the other then pounces on his chest knocking him over. The wolf then deals a killing blow to the neck.

Hwin wheels round to defend the children as you fill her space. You get one shot on the wolves that were pulling the manticore finding it too heavy they abandon the corps to come towards you.

The boy stupidly brakes from the group to try and get to his dead dad. The wolf turns and pounces on him killing him instantly.

Harrold's wolf leaps and slashes at his throat cutting it but getting squared on the spear in the process. It falls limp as Harrold falls back clutching his wound and dropping the spear. Sarah rushes to his aid dropping the cub who starts crying in an eery deep baby's cry. The girl is crying and screaming at every movement the wolves make. Harrold bleeds out as Sarah cradles him in her arms.

Shakaste's wolf leeps at him knocking the old man to the ground and breaking his walking stick. One swift bite to the neck and the man is dead.

The humans' defences are broken the girl shreaks as a wolf pounces her and the baby manticore.

Your courage fails, this is a lost cause. You have stood frozen watching this unfold but as you hear the baby's cry get snuffed out you see two wolves almost at your throat. You turn tail and bolt.

You run through the night as screams are silences and howls take their place.

You run and run and run until your hooves are sore and your legs give out.

You are leagues away, the wolves stopt chacing hours ago. You galloped straight past the town and just kept going. You have failed as a knight and as a heard leader.