A wolf? Grimlock thought to himself.
Yendor his assistant interrupted his thoughts by dropping a large tome on the end of his desk. Grimlock growled.
‘This is the only one I can find.’ Yendor said sheepishly.
‘Where was it?’ Grimlock asked, glowering at Yendor.
‘In the folklore section.’
‘Leave it here.’
Yendor nodded and turned to leave.
‘Yendor.’ Grimlock said. ‘Did you hear anything just now?’
‘No Sir. Only the ticking of the clock.’