Galazi stood there awhile, and the moonlight fell upon him, and Umslopogaas saw that his face grew wild and beastlike, that his eyes shone, and his teeth grinned beneath his curling lips.

He lifted up his head and howled out upon the night.
Thrice Galazi lifted his head and thrice he howled loudly, and yet more loud.

But before ever the echoes had died in the air, from the heights of the rocks above and the depths of the forest beneath, there came howlings in answer.

Nearer they grew and nearer; now there was a sound of feet, and a wolf, great and grey, bounded towards them, and after him many another.

They came to Galazi, they sprang upon him, fawning round him, but he beat them down with the Watcher.