The young wolf slid under the adventurer's shield, squeezing its body through the gap between the shield and the ground. Its tail incidentally swept across the adventurer's ankle with just enough force to trip him up as he was about to turn, causing the adventurer to stumble a step and almost hit his companion with the shield.
Another team member swung a sword to drive it away, but before the blade even fell, the young wolf had already darted behind him, biting the strap of his pouch and pulling hard, snapping the pouch and making the adventurer stumble back a bit as well.
Carrying the broken pouch in its mouth, the young wolf swiftly leapt onto the wall, and with a slight adjustment of its limbs, it gracefully flipped up. Standing high, it looked down at the adventurers, its tail gently waving behind it, with the broken strap hanging from its lips, looking somewhat smug.
If its goal was to create chaos, it seemed to have succeeded, because—
