Despite the recent chaos, they could still recognize these as the monkeys that had launched the previous wave of arrows at them. Although their firsthand experience showed that half of this cunning originated from the hyenas, at this moment the only outlet for their rage was the monkeys. Since that was the case, they blamed everything on the monkeys.
The White Wolves lowered their fronts. Moving like lightning and brandishing sharp claws, they charged toward the monkeys.
Seeing this, the lead monkey was not to be outdone: "...Squeak, squeak, squeak—, squeak." It waited for the attack of the White Wolves to arrive.
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