Gema was stalking the wolf that kills the rabbit she was about to kill. Figuring she will get revenge on it and its fur. The wolf race down an animal trail along the Granite Creek to the north. Gema stopped six times to harvest several herbs that pop up only one was a failure. Finding a large patch of watermelon full of melon force her to stop.

Many melons she thought, glancing briefly at the trail. Groaning she started picking the melons. Taking a full hour filling up six bags with the small melons leaning a good many more. Jumping and pulling out the sword that Jack gave her she glance down the trail hearing a noise of fighting. Leaving the bags behind she sneaks her way forward until the sound of fighting was just ahead in a ravine.

Peering around a bush and some boulders. Seeing several dead wolves laying on the ground. Seeing a young troll was slamming a large limb into the side of the Alpha male killing it. She watches as ten wolves pile onto the troll tearing into it. Sensing movement from the right she sees a wolf with a rabbit on the ground. Growling at the troll standing in front of an opening in the wall of the ravine. Seeing some movement inside of wolves pups moving around in the darkness of the den.

Looking back to the way she came turning as she hears a whimper. Seeing the mother glancing at her as two more wolves go flying into the brush. Looking at the troll bleeding from tearing as it moves slower and at a wolf pup moving up next to its mother. She steels herself and takes a running leap. Screaming bloody murder or terror depending on who you would talk to. The troll froze for a second as a wolf grabs his throat. The troll stagger to the left as the mother rush forward to bite at the right legs.

Gema land on the back of the troll with her sword deep inside his back. It screams and tries to dislodge her from her perch. Holding on for dear life to the hilt of the sword as her legs go flying left and right making her get sick. Finally, the troll stops just as Gema vomit all over it back. The beast gave out another scream and a wolf clamp down upon his thing under the loin clothe ripping it off. Even with all the troll regenerative ability. It fell to its knee holding the nether region as green blood pour out down the side of its thighs. Holding on with her left hand she pulls out her stone dagger and slams it deep into it right ear. Twisting it as more of the wolves tear into him. Gema feels the troll fall forward with her on it back as she a prompt appear.

You have killed a troll you will receive half the experience. Ding, You are a Level Three Hunter! Ding, You are a Level Four Hunter! You have completed a hidden quest, don't get kill getting a reward from the Matriarch Grey Wolf!

Hearing growls all around her Gema slow stood up on the troll. Reaching down touching her sword

You wish to Loot troll? Yes/No?

Nodding yes slowly the troll disappear.

You have looted 5 troll fats 10 troll meat 14 gems Backpack torn map dagger use by a troll as a toothpick.

The growls got loader as the troll vanish. Tossing half the troll meat on the ground between her and the mother wolf it gave a cuff sound like the others back up. Hearing whimper from some of the fallen wolves in the brush she pulls out a healing potion. Slowly inch over to one of the wounded wolves bending down. The growls intensify until she stops and held out her hands and point at a wolf and then at the den mother. She pours a little in the cup of her hand and slowly let some of it dribble onto the wounds. Watching it slowly heal. The wolf stagger to its feet and back off growling. After two more heals to hurt wolves she back up and turn to face the Den Mother.

Hope I do not kill myself helping wolves hope they let me go! Not sure she wants to talk to the Den Mother. She slowly inches her way up the path of the trail, the Den Mother stood up and growl and I stop.

“Good Wolf, Me no kill wolf only Troll, you let Gama go” pointing at her and the path up the ravine.

Hearing a couple of cuff sound from the Den Mother. A dozen of wolves pups came rushing out, behind them a larger one came out black headed and gray body, looking it over.

Grey Direwolf, level 0, Health 5/5.

One wolf out of a thousand born becomes a Dire wolf. Depending on how they are trained they can become hateful or loyal.

The den mother nudges the wolf toward her.

The Den Mother offer you a Dire wolf pup as a Companion for your reward on protecting the Den.

Do you accept Yes/No?

Accepting Yes you gain a future mount and fighting companion. Saying No you receive one hundred points of hate.

Dire Wolves are a blessing to goblins. they are mounts and companions, many goblins were saved by Dire wolves in battle. Thanking Frigga for this she accepts yes.

You have a Dire Wolf Companion!

You gain 500 Reputation to the Granite Creek Grey Wolf Clan!

Killing future Grey wolves in the area can cause lost of Reputation.

Reputation to Grey Wolves now at zero you are neutral to them now.

After an hour of playing with the pup that the wolf clan let her leave with the pup. Upon looking over the backpack. She grins and sees it can hold twenty slots with the ability to stack of twenty of the same items. It made picking up the melons easier to head back seeing it be about a mile or a more long hike.

New skill: Dire wolf trainer Level 1.