December 2^nd

Randomly targeted and attacked by a wolfish beast, Týr. Flew into a rage and retaliated as well as he could despite his small stature. Leapt for his opponent's face at one point and ripped an eye from its socket, which quickly put an end to the fight. Answered the brute's roars of pain with defiant cries of his own before the other ran off and he returned to his rock to clean his wounds and his new trophy. Plans to devour it later, but not before he's had a chance to flaunt it around a bit.