You run so long, you run so far . .

After fleeing a battle against another group of wolves, you find yourself pantiing at a large wolf's paws. He chuckles, looking down at you. "Look a bit tattered." he mused as you stood up to your full height. Jareth lets out a low hum, calmly walking closer. He smells deeply of many wolves.. probably the leader of a pack, so you do nothing but breathe. He cocks his head to the side after a moment. "Well? Are you supposed to be some sort of Mute?" he replied, a hint of suspicion in his tone. After you nod, he does not but shrug, his tail swishing in thought before he turns. "You may follow." the larger male leads you through the labyrinth of various seemingly endless foggy forest, before a cave opens up in the ground and he goes inside. "Welcome, to the castle."