You ball your hands into tight fists, launching yourself at Elan and preparing yourself mentally to change into your wolf form if the need arises.
The vagrant recoils, stepping back into the shadows, staring at you from beneath his ratty ball cap.
"There's no need for that, BLjGIT BG, I'm not here to harm you," the wolf says, giving your path a wide berth. "I wanted to prepare you for what's to come, but it seems my intervention was unnecessary. I think you'll survive quite handily. Mind yourself though—the world may favor the bold, but it could favor you with a bullet as easily as providence."
You circle Elan, backing away to continue along your original path without averting your eyes. More crazy babble, you think to yourself. Just what I expected.
You brace yourself for more broken proverbs and useless advice, but the lone wolf offers none, instead turning around without another word, casually walking in the opposite direction. You wait until he's gone before turning your back, continuing along the path back home.
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