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It had almost taken the holobench a hour and a half to finish the charging stand for Sav's pistol. Such a lack of speed was a draw back of using a 3 volt system to power the holobench, which was designed more for engineering and small part creation than combat synthesizing. The leftovers from the CNT charging stand were converted into their natural respective forms.

As the fire crackled subtly, Sav began to enter a planning state of mind. In the dirt he wrote the words generator, simple metals, and boat, looking over them carefully. He looked up again, his pistol was about three quarters full now. The fire seemed to be working wonders for the recharge rate.

Then Sav began to feel a ringing in his ears and the onslaught of an invading headache threatening to take over his thoughts. This meant something was coming, but what? What could make that kind of noise? Then came the echos of the howls' hearing range. Sav knew that moment that whatever it was, it was a pack animal. He also knew one thing, if he stayed unprepared he could be the next meal.

Grabbing his pistol from the stand, Sav quickly armed his weapon. He surely wasn't going to use the weapon unless he had to, but he could never tell when he might have to. He also threw some extra fuel on the fire, in hopes that it may come to save him somehow if he were to get involved in something violent.

Hiding in one of the crevices within his cave, the darkness concealed Sav well, his skin being forced to a dark pigment. Two of the six massive wolves, standing at Sav's breast height, entered. They sniffed walking around the fire, slightly confused at the lack of a "foreign" smell.

Then one smelled Sav. Leaping at his position, the dire wolf had not foreseen Sav's willingness to lose an arm. With the arm in its mouth to block the wolf from killing Sav, a shot ripped through it. As the body fell limp over Sav, he hid within it, confusing the wolves who were trying to find a way to strike at him.

When they pushed the body off of Sav, a shot rang out, nearly removing the head from one as it fell limp. As the 4 remaining wolves prepared to jump, Sav neared the fire, the sticks within about a fourth aflame. When the next to jump launched itself, the burning stick was shoved into its chest with its own force.

Taking advantage of the pause of Sav trying to move the body away from him, the wolves moved into a much better positions. Or so they thought. With a short sideways roll, Sav fired into two of the wolves from behind the corpse as the last living one threw itself at its target, only to land in the fire pit. Sav stood in the center of the cave, the six bodies lying around him. Sitting down, he spoke to himself "A whole lot of fun."