Felih is doing his best, but the kits are very squirmy and very much protesting being put into a strange sack on a giant bird that also smells very strange, by a person who smells like, well, a human.

But to his credit, Felih is quick and manages to wrap them up and get them secured in the saddlebags, and leaps back up onto Stormwind's back.

"Got 'em- let's go," he shouts, spurring Stormwind to start his bolt and charge away from the scene. "Not dealing with a wolf pack today- I'd rather just get somewhere safe!" Just because they're both capable of killing a pack of wolves doesn't mean it was worth the trouble- not when he had two little kits who would need care soon.