A few moments after tearing the poor Milley to shreds, the wolves around Patricie silently pad off into the woods, slowly melting into the woods around the druidess, leaving her alone at the grisly scene.
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As the blonde woman leaves, the wolves continue to stand a silent vigil over Patricie. All their heads snap up as one, then they begin to snarl and suddenly and viciously fall upon Milley, tearing the poor animal to pieces.
The other five wolves return empty-handed, the bear having proven quite elusive and faster than it appeared. All ten of the remaining creatures form a ring around the priestess and the druidess, bearing silent witness, all sitting on their haunches and staring.
As the druid starts to engage in spellcrafting after making her rather rude gesture, the two wolves at her head and feet lunge, both managing to penetrate the woman's defenses and score hits. The multitude of wounds overwhelms Patricie, and she falls into the oblivion of unconsciousness.
Sensing the woman's imminent demise, the wolves close in on Patricie, jaws snapping at her from seemingly every direction. Two of the wolves manage glancing bites on her exposed arms, but the woman manages to fend off the worst.
Meanwhile, the other five wolves simultaneously take off after the bear, hearing the silent commands of their current pack leader.
The Wolf Food template looks particularly appealing at the moment.
The wolf that Patricie casts her spell on is able to shake off the effects, the roiling earth having little effect on the canine. In perfect coordination, five of the wolves trail after Trilby to ensure the bear stays gone, interposing themselves between the savage beast and the ongoing melee. Meanwhile, the one of them peels off to help the other four engaged with Patry, the prone druidess a tempting target to their snapping jaws. The wolves at her head and feet manage to give her painful bites, but her kicking and flailing keeps the others at bay.
Trilby leans forward, her great teeth bearing down and snapping the neck of the wolf that inflicted the worst wounds upon it. A powerful swipe of the bear's claw brings down the other wolf the animal companion had already wounded. The two wolves flanking Payet leave his side suddenly and inexplicably, filling the void left by the two casualties. The bear seems unaware of the new additions, able to fend off all the original wolves it faced but getting bitten by the new ones, one almost managing to catch the beast off balance and drag it to the ground.
Meanwhile, Patricie is able to crack one of the wolves facing her across the jaw, but the feral creature remains upright, snarling, before all four lunge at her. The number of attacks begins to overwhelm the woman, all but one of the wolves managing to score a hit on the beleaguered woman, one of them twisting her ankle in its jaws and dragging her to the ground.
As one, the wolves starts snarling and snapping as the bear attacks, all twelve of them surging forward. Six of the wolves surround the ferocious bear, returning fire. Three of the wolves sink their jaws in, but are unable to bring the larger beast down.
Meanwhile, four wolves move to surround the newly risen druidess, hoping to drag her back down. Only one wolf manages to sink its teeth into the woman, but it tears deeply into her.
The other two wolves get on opposite sides of the still-lounging Payet, attempting to snap at him. One of the beasts manages to snatch a portion that is unarmored, leaving a deep gash on the bard.
Ruff ruff ruff. Ruff ruff? Wolfenese: seems like Patricie is out of commission. Should we just start?
Oh snap! No Crystal here. Just a huge, ravenous wolf pack.
In the darkness beyond the little recess Patricie, Payet, and Trilby have chosen for their camp, a pair of glowing red eyes flash. Moments later, a large wolf walks into view, its hackles raised, lips curled back over snarling teeth as it stalked forward. Then a second canine form walked into view. Wolf after wolf stalked into the clearing, forming a semi-circle in front of the opening, all twelve quiet, stifling their usual hunting howls. Their manner can't be mistaken for anything less than threatening and imminently violent as they get ready to lunge forward toward the two aasimars and the bear.
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