Shut up! snaps Kamotz HE has a name, Whiggins and packs travel together. The pair bare teeth toward the monk, This is why we're only allowed in the Hanged Man and after what Sharpe did, maybe not even there. This isn't our first crypt you know.
In such enclosed space it is impossible to avoid the rancid smell of death and decay, which rolls off the pair of wolf-like creatures. Which wouldn't be horrible after acclimation, however the fresh smell of new death continually refreshes the nose, probably a result of the pair rolling in entrails moments ago.