To find out the leader of the rogues in a battle like this is not usually hard.
The leader must have a few werewolves around him to protect him.
And not much further behind the rogue, I saw the one who was protected by several other rogues.
A light brown hair, taller than the others, with a gaze full of ice.
And calmly giving orders to the rogues around her.
She is actually a woman!
Not quite what I had thought, expected; fighting a woman.
Although I did not want to fight with a woman. But now, I had to do it.
I sneaked towards her from the back, and fiercely jumped up and lunged towards her.
Her reaction was very fast, and she dodged before I could attack her.
"You are the snow wolf!". She said icily, as she turned to face me.
She looked at me, and smiled. I had expe
