{ Wolf's information:  Name: unamed   Race: Wolves   Species: Wild wolves  .{ Description: A wild wolf that has been in the wild since it was born. It's really strong and hard to kill   Level: Fifty   Skill:  Claw attack: Instantly charge towards the enemies and attack them with their claws causing severe damage.  Wild bite:   Charge towards the enemies and bite them without mercy.. this would cause really severe damage. Be careful.  Team howl:   Instantly let out a howl that helps them to communicate with their fellow wolves.   Attributes:   Strength: Fifty five   Speed: S

Jared's face was grim as he gazed out at the hunters, their faces smeared with sweat and dirt from the day's hunt. The air was thick with tension, the silence punctuated only by the rustling of leaves in the gentle breeze. "We're heading back," he said finally, his voice laced with exhaustion  The hunters exchanged uneasy glances, their eyes flicking to the bodies of the fallen attackers. "But Chief, what about—" Jared cut him off, his voice sharp. "We don't know what we're dealing with here. Another village might be involved. We need to get back and regroup." He warned. " Take all the animals that we've hunted for today. And let's head back ". He commanded  The hunters nodded, their movements swift and efficient as they fell into line behind Jared. The journey back to the village was tense, the only sound of the rustling of leaves and the soft thumping of their f

The sun beat down on the dusty path as Jared, Nicolas, and their team of five trudged towards the Mantle Village. Two days of travel had taken its toll, and the dry air had left them parched.  " We've arrived". Nicolas declared with a smile   Jared nodded. " From here on out. Everything would be risky. So stay prepared". He said. His tone was commanding.  The warriors tensed, but grabbed their weapons tightly.  Reaching the entrance of the mantle village, they were met with guards.  " Who are you? And what's your business here?". The guard asked in suspicion.  Jared was the one who answered.  " I'm here to pass a message to the chief. We're from spring village". Jared answered boldly.  Hearing his last statement: ' Spring village '.  <

The sun had long since dipped below the horizon, casting the African savannah in a warm, golden light. Jared, a rugged and weary warrior, trudged alongside his team members, their footsteps heavy with the weight of their recent ordeal. They had escaped from the clutches of their captors. They never expected this. They just thought that it was going to be a normal warning to them. But it didn't go as planned  As they walked, Jared's mind wandered back to the events of the past few days. They had been on a mission, to simply warn the mantle village about the earlier attack, but they never expected chief katora to act the way he acted. The details were still hazy, but the outcome was clear: they had been captured, because the mantle village was guilty. But they hadn't died. Jared and his team had fought back, using every trick in the book to escape. And now, they were finally making their way back to the safety of their village, Spring Vil

Jared gazed out at the iron ingot in his hand, the weight of it a reminder of the deal he'd just made. "Home," he said, the single word enough to make Kim nod beside him.  " Yeah! I sure miss home". Kim said with a smile.  " We should head back... It has been a whole week.. we should head back before the war starts". He stated.  Kim nodded.  " You have a point Jared.. let's inform Jackson about our departure". He noted.  The two walked towards Jackson's hut where he was giving orders..  Seeing the two figures, everyone instantly straightened up - including Jackson.  " Chief". They greeted in unison.  Jared nodded.. his face was filled with a warm smile.  The reason the villagers respect Jared so much isn't exactly because of his title.