Tala feels torn and uncertain.
What is she going to do?
It has been two days. Wolfe has woken up but has remained in his bed in unnatural silence.
The pack has been quiet ever since the episode by the river happened. Nobody would speak unless unspoken to, but even then they would answer in hushed tones and then back to their brooding.
The wolves are in mourning.
Their stalls at the fair have remained closed.
The only noise that can be heard every now and then is from the pack's temporary jail where the hunter is now being kept as a prisoner and is loudly protesting every chance he's got which is every time somebody brings him food or water and takes off his gag.
Tala recognised his voice.
It's Ares. Of course, it's him. Who else in the village would be as cruel…as heartless to shoo
