marat sprinted to the stones at the hilltop , though none of them stepped within their circle , pressing close , eyes wide and excited , gripping weapons , crowding to get close to see-and even so , they split themselves into three separate groups : slab-shouldered , heavily muscled marat of clan gargant ; clan wolf , silent and fang-toothed and hungry-looking ; and clan horse , tall and lean with their hair shaved into wind-tossed white manes .