Chaos Followed

It was Kir. Dalinor strode out of the shadows, carrying Kir by the neck as if he were a disobedient kitten.

“This one was skulking about with a spear. I think, Andrev, he meant to kill you.”

“Monster!” Kir shouted. “My father should have let you die!”

Dalinor shook him. “He’s right, you know, about the monster bit. Perhaps you should show him just how much of a monster you are.” And then he flung Kir aside.

Kir managed to roll and scramble to his feet, spear at the ready, but then Dalinor was a giant wolf, and chaos followed.