As the night of celebration faded and dawn broke over the wolf tribe's territory, Jamie found himself facing a new challenge. The air was thick with tension as he noticed a group of wolves huddled together, their voices low and urgent. Intrigued, Jamie approached them, his keen senses picking up on their distress.

"What seems to be the issue, my dear tribe members? You can speak freely to me to ease your minds," Jamie said, his voice calm and reassuring.

The wolves exchanged glances before one of them stepped forward. "My lord," the wolf began, its voice trembling slightly, "we've been having problems with goblins recently. They've been demanding contributions from our tribe, and we fear their threats."

Jamie listened intently as the wolves explained the situation. The goblins, it seemed, had been extracting regular "contributions" from the wolf tribe, using intimidation and the threat of violence to keep them compliant. As the wolves finished their tale, Jamie nodded solemnly.

"I understand your concerns," he said, his voice firm with resolve. "I assure you, I will solve this problem by hook or by crook."

Despite his confident words, Jamie felt a spark of doubt creeping into his mind. Could he truly meet the expectations of his new tribe? Would he be able to protect them from these goblin threats? As the wolves dispersed, somewhat reassured by their new leader's words, Jamie found himself lying on his back, left hand placed on his chest.

"All is well! All is well!" he murmured, trying to ease his troubled mind.

Fear, the brave wolf who had initially challenged Jamie, noticed his leader's discomfort. Approaching cautiously, Fear spoke up. "My lord, if you require any assistance, please rely on my aid."

Jamie sat up, offering a small smile to his loyal companion. "I'm okay," he said, his voice steadier than he felt. "I just chanted those three magical words to ease my mind."

Fear's eyes shone with determination. "I understand, but I'll still help you. Rely on me as a friend," he said, his tone filled with unwavering loyalty.

Touched by Fear's dedication, Jamie stood up, filled with renewed purpose. He let out a powerful howl, drawing the attention of the entire tribe. As the wolves gathered around him, Jamie's voice rang out clear and strong.

"My fellow wolves," he began, his gaze sweeping over the assembled tribe, "I want you all to know that this problem with the goblins will be solved. You can rest assured and enjoy this night. Tomorrow, we will face this challenge head-on."

The wolves responded with a chorus of howls, their voices rising in unity and trust for their new leader. As the sound echoed through the forest, Jamie felt a surge of determination. He would not let his tribe down.

The night passed swiftly, and with the break of dawn came an unexpected visit. Ten goblins, their green skin glistening in the morning light, approached the wolf tribe's territory. Their eyes darted nervously as they took in the scene of the previous night's celebration.

"How did they know about last night's feast, Fear?" Jamie asked, his voice low.

Fear's ears twitched as he replied, "Well, the thing is, the goblin tribe is pretty nearby. Last night's commotion was audible from their grounds."

Jamie nodded, understanding dawning on him. "I see," he murmured, watching as the goblins drew closer.

One of the goblins, seemingly the leader of the group, stepped forward. His voice was harsh as he addressed the wolves. "Listen up, wolves! Our Lord is waiting for your contribution. Don't forget about that!"

Before any of the wolves could respond, Jamie stepped forward, his presence commanding attention. "Make way," he told his tribe, his voice calm but authoritative. As he approached the goblins, he allowed himself to return to his true, imposing size.

The effect was immediate. The goblins' eyes widened in fear, their earlier bravado evaporating in an instant. The leader of the group took an involuntary step back, his voice quavering as he spoke.

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"W-who are you?" the goblin stammered, his eyes darting nervously between Jamie and the wolves. "We didn't know someone like you existed among the wolves. Why were you hiding him from us?"

Jamie's voice was steady as he replied, "I recently became their Lord. They didn't conceal me from your species."

The goblin swallowed hard, clearly intimidated by Jamie's presence. However, he made a valiant attempt to maintain his composure. "Whatever," he said, his voice lacking its earlier confidence. "Don't forget about the contribution, all of you!"

With those parting words, the goblins beat a hasty retreat, leaving Jamie and his tribe to ponder their next move.

As soon as the goblins were out of sight, Jamie turned to Fear. "Gather all the finest warriors we have," he instructed. "I'll go visit the Goblin Lord and convey my message to him loud and clear."

Fear nodded, his eyes gleaming with determination. "As you command, my lord," he said, before darting off to assemble the tribe's best fighters.

While Fear went about his task, Jamie reverted to his smaller size, conserving his energy for the confrontation to come. He knew that diplomacy would be his first approach, but he wanted to be prepared for any eventuality.

Soon, Fear returned with a group of strong, battle-ready wolves. "The finest warriors of our tribe are assembled, my lord," he reported. "They are prepared to fight and die if necessary."

Jamie nodded approvingly but was quick to reassure them. "Don't worry," he said, his voice calm and confident. "I'm not planning to fight with them. Our goal is peaceful negotiation."

Fear's expression remained serious. "Still, one should always prepare for the worst, my lord," he said gravely.

Jamie appreciated Fear's caution. "I understand what you're saying," he replied. "But I'll try my best to avoid war and conflict. Our strength is a last resort, not our opening move."

With their plan set, Jamie and his wolf entourage set out towards the goblin tribe's territory. However, they had barely covered half the distance when they encountered an unexpected sight. Coming towards them was another group, led by a figure that could only be the Goblin Lord himself.

As the two groups drew closer, the Goblin Lord's voice rang out, a mixture of surprise and curiosity in his tone. "Oh my! Would you look at that, what a coincidence! You also set out to meet me."

Jamie, maintaining his composure, replied cordially, "Indeed, I didn't think we would meet halfway on the road. How are you doing, Mr. Goblin Lord?"

The Goblin Lord's eyes sparkled with interest as he studied Jamie. "Oh, you tell me!" he exclaimed. "My man was in a panic, saying there was a new species of wolf ruling the wolf tribe. He claimed you were so powerful that the wolves might not need to give their usual contribution anymore. So, I set out to check this 'monster' with my own eyes."

Jamie nodded, his expression neutral. "I am indeed the new lord, as you can see."

The Goblin Lord squinted, looking Jamie up and down. "The way my man described you, I don't think you're the true Wolf Lord he encountered."

Realizing the confusion, Jamie smiled slightly. "Well, my apologies for that. Allow me to return to my real size." With those words, Jamie transformed, growing to his full, imposing stature.

The Goblin Lord's jaw dropped, his eyes widening in astonishment. "Well, I'm flabbergasted!" he exclaimed. "You truly are a monster. I wasn't expecting you to be this big. I'm sorry, I take back what I said."

Jamie, now towering over the goblin delegation, spoke calmly. "Don't mind the details. These things happen."

Recovering from his shock, the Goblin Lord's expression turned curious. "So, why were you coming to my tribe with so many of your men?" he asked, eyeing the wolf warriors behind Jamie.

Jamie decided to be direct. "The way your man described the situation, I thought a monster as mighty as you wouldn't need contributions unless someone was pressuring him to do so."

The Goblin Lord's face darkened at Jamie's implication. "You're both right and wrong," he said, his voice taking on a haughty tone. "No one is pressuring the mighty Goblin Lord 'Grisha', I can assure you that."

Jamie's eyes narrowed slightly. "So, are you telling me you're asking for contributions to boast your mightiness by cornering the weak?" he asked, his gaze locked onto the Goblin Lord's eyes.

Grisha's expression hardened. "You really know your wording, don't you?" he said, a hint of threat in his voice. "Don't you think it's a bad idea to insult me?"

Jamie stood his ground, unfazed by the goblin's attempt at intimidation. "No, I don't," he replied calmly. "Since I don't think you're as mighty as you sound."

One of the goblins in Grisha's entourage couldn't contain his anger. "You bastard!" he shouted. "How dare you speak about mighty 'Grisha' like that? Do you want to bite the big one?"

"Shut up, you fool!" Grisha snapped at his subordinate before turning back to Jamie. His voice was cold as he spoke. "Don't mind him, Mr. Wolf Lord. But I can say one thing for sure—you're going to regret your decision."

Jamie's response was calm and unwavering. "Don't worry. I've never regretted anything I did in my life."

With those parting words, the Goblin Lord and his entourage left, the tension in the air palpable as they retreated.

As Jamie and his wolves watched the goblins disappear into the distance, Fear approached his leader, concern evident in his eyes. "Was it the right decision, my lord?" he asked hesitantly. "Don't get me wrong, I'm just saying..."

Jamie turned to face his loyal companion, his expression resolute. "Don't worry, Fear," he said, his voice filled with determination. "I won't let the people of our tribe face any kind of danger because of my judgment. This is just the beginning of our stand against injustice."

With their mission unexpectedly accomplished, Jamie and the wolves began their journey back to their territory. As they walked, Jamie's mind raced with plans and strategies. He knew that their confrontation with the Goblin Lord was far from over, but he was prepared to face whatever challenges lay ahead.

Upon their return, they found the rest of the tribe in a state of disarray, surprised by their early return. Jamie quickly called for attention, ready to address his people and prepare them for the changes to come.

As he looked out over the sea of furry faces, a mix of confusion, hope, and fear in their eyes, Jamie felt the weight of leadership settle firmly on his shoulders. He had made a bold stand against the Goblin Lord, and now it was time to lead his tribe into a new era—one of strength, unity, and independence.

With a deep breath, Jamie began to speak, his voice carrying across the clearing. "My fellow wolves," he began, "today marks the beginning of a new chapter for our tribe. We've taken our first step towards freedom from the goblins' demands. It won't be an easy journey, but together, we will forge a new path..."

As Jamie's words filled the air, the wolves listened intently, their eyes shining with a newfound hope. The sun began to set on this momentous day, casting a warm glow over the wolf tribe's territory. Whatever challenges the future held, they would face them together, under the leadership of their new Wolf Lord.