today was a rather chaotic day, all of the packs wolves had arrows..poisonous arrows. As Saber from his rock watched the other wolves heal and try and take off the arrows. All because of the player…god did Saber loathe that name, this was war..and this war wasn’t gonna stop…no. Saber had enough..as he growled between his fangs and growled out. Almost like venom in a tone, he was more than done..he wanted blood “listen up pack!”