Aurora.
The baby cried out, and the wolf quickly ran on. I watched a little longer to see if they heard the cry. Two of them did. They pointed and shouted out that there was someone there and gave chase. I caught up to him quickly, just as more of the hunters sprouted through the trees in front of us. Shots began to fly all around us, a few went through me like Hank did back in the basement. But if the man from my dreams was shot, he didn’t look like it. He charged through some of them, sending them flying through the air. He maneuvered around tree trunks, up onto tree branches and over groups of shooting hunters, all the while keeping the baby from being hit. It was quite impressive to witness. I have never faced off against a beast like him, if I had, I may have been somewhat worried
