But that didn't matter. He wasn't the same man he was a few days ago.
With Archery Mastery, the Compendium of Wild Flora and Fauna, and the Tool Compendium at his disposal, dealing with a few wolves wouldn't be too difficult.
But he didn't want to act rashly. A wolf pack was a group of cunning hunters, and what they showed you was often only a fraction of their true strength.
For all he knew, there could be many more Yukon Wolves hiding in the bushes on the bank right now!
'Where the hell were those things hiding just now? How did I not notice them at all?'
He wrung out his pant legs, squeezing out the excess river water to avoid catching a cold from the chill and dampness clinging to his body for too long.
This section of the Yukon River was only leg-deep. Even dogs could swim, so these Yukon Wolves certainly could too.
Both sides knew full well that neither would dare enter the river in front of the other. Doing so would just make them a target waiting to be slaughtered.
