Stan stood on a tall rock, clearing his throat, and his voice carried far in the crisp air.
"Guys! You all know the situation! Those wolf pups have already killed Billy's Blizzard!"
"That was Wiseman's best sled dog! Last night, they even harassed the sheep pen! They're getting bolder!"
"The sun is coming back soon, this is their last chance to hunt frantically under the cover of darkness!"
"We must seize this opportunity and hit them hard when they're most active and daring!"
"Our task is not to kill them all; that doesn't comply with the rules of the wild. Our mission is to take out their lead wolf, to crush their courage!"
"Make them remember, Wiseman is not their cafeteria! Make them go back to their deep mountains where they belong!"
"Before setting off, check your weapons and ammunition! Remember, safety first! Never point your muzzle at your companions!"
"In the woods, keep your eyes on the front, back, and even above! Understood?"
