Watching the battle play out Fenrir made some observations. One is that the dwarves don't stand a chance. Second the furry little creature was brave to stand up against foes who could easily crush him. Third was that the orcs were positively disgusting except for the tall white one not that the dwarves were great looking at least in his eyes. After all how could he forgive them for hurting his mama. The final and most important observation was that mama seemed interested in the orc that was obviously the leader, maybe mama would like a mate. That would be perfect. Oh mama noticed my tail is wagging, I have got to stop doing that," thought Fenrir.
Turning his attention back to the battle Fenrir realized he missed most of the battle and that the ragtag group of dwarves, wizard, and furry creature make their escape on the backs of large eagles. Note to self must remember to ask mama to make roasted chicken. Mmmm...Roasted chicken, thought Fenrir who was drooling a bit before Loki conjured up a silk mint green handkerchief before bending down to wipe away the drool.
Realizing that the white orc was demanding that they show themselves raised Fenrir's hackles at the thought of this ... this CREATURE who DARED to demand such things but mama moved forward so he did the same. After mama spoke for a bit and leaving parting gifts. Now mama never left gifts unless it was maybe he might like someone. Ohhhhhhhhh... Wait till my siblings hear this, thought Fenrir before following his mother back to the cave.
