[Startle him? No, of course not. That's why his glove is back on, and his helm has been swept up and placed back on his head. However he has not reached for his sword, not yet. He is standing ready to however.]

[At least until he hears words, not barks or snarls, actual words coming to him from the group of wild wolves.]

[He stands silent for several seconds, thinking. Coming to a decision the warrior's stance changes slightly. Easing his guard.]

In fact, you did. I am used to hearing the approach of others from much further off. And - are you several, with one to speak? Or are you one with several bodies?