Eryk saw the man running towards him and raised his hand in the traditional greeting. He called out, a horrible growling noise that reverbarated around the forest.
'Damn' Eryk cursed remembering that he was still in a half form. Even if he changed back it was unlikely that the man would forget that howl. As the man drew closer Eryk began to make out details, some kind of armour with barely visible symbols embossed on it, colour being impossible to tell with wolf eyes. There was also a sword it was large and heavy, it consumed Eryks thoughts as the man grew ever closer