“We engaged those dogs out by the wall last evening. Ansadril needed a body for that anatomy lesson he’s planning, and, well, we weren’t going to let him down. I called the bastards out and they arrived in haste- dogs fetching bones, really. After a brief skirmish, we were forced to retreat- with Ansadril’s unconscious prize. A success, despite our loss at removing the nuisance entirely.
The puppies will see us again, real soon. -Ickariss”