Strange Men are at the tree.

As he neared the tree he heard sounds. Men were near the tree and the girl was awake, screaming at them in an unknown language. He heard the men snort and laugh as he peered around another large tree to see the men had pale gray skin and were actively trying to pull her from the burrow, the one he assumed to be the leader was rubbing his crotch in anticipation. His two subordinates, one of whom was only as tall as the girl, were busy digging at the entrance. The anger rose again, but all he had was a knife.

"Strike hard, even small teeth can kill." A wind blew and the Wolf's voice carried on it.

He wanted to think it over though, should he charge or wait. The men however, would not wait and now had pulled her from the burrow and noticed his coat.

"Hey someone else is wid 'er!" The one man snorted.

"That would be me." He stepped from behind the tree, his tall bloodied frame causing the two subordinates to move back a bit. "Let her go..." He saw the elf girl stare at him, confused but more terrified of the gray men obviously.

"Kill him!" The leader shouted with an angry gesture. He still held the elf girl by the hair.

The shorter subordinate ran at him, a battle axe raised high. The short one was soon in striking range and quickly went to bring down the ax, but hit nothing as the human was now already behind him and grabbing his neck. He then jabbed the knife into the gray man's eye, which caused the gray man to drop his ax. He picked it up without hesitation, something deep in his mind and soul pushing the anger on.

"Kill!" The leader point the other at him.

This one had only two hatchets and charged mindlessly enraged at the sight of a dead friend. The man however now had the battle axe and with skill he didn't even know he had he launched the blade from his hand to the charging gray man's skull, splitting it in two and dropping him immediately.

He walked towards the leader only slowing to pick up the ax from the dead one's skull. He then quickened his pace and found himself toe to toe with the leader. The ugly gray man was growling in his face, he decided to return the favor. However his did not growl, instead the anger that had been silently welling up inside of him came out in a twisted howl. One that was answered as several white wolves came into view. The gray man's eyes flew up in panic and he let the elf girl go as he ran away in fear. He watched as the wolves gave chase and grinned as moments later he heard a **** call from the gray man.

He looked to the elf girl who was now at the first dead gray man where she yanked his knife from the body's eye and held it out at him threateningly. He looked to his weapons and around him and realized how it must seem. He wouldn't call himself a rescuer, more along the lines of another attacker. He slowly set his weapons to the ground.

"I'm not going to hurt you." He said softly. "I found you in there." He pointed to the tree.