Very big fuckers. Reilly admiringly watches as Abby lifts up the stump without trouble, balancing it without straining too hard or immediately getting winded.

"Wow, you're really strong. Yeah, right over here-"

And then Reilly takes the second biggest stump, rolling it onto his back without bothering to brace for leverage. That thing must outweigh him, but he trips along like he does this every single day.

This is -- this is unusual, given that even the adult wolves struggle with this much weight.