Everyone was waiting. Waiting in the cold, dead silence of the night. All the wolves, including Hati, were huddled together staring at the door. Clara, now and then, would take a glance at a few floorboards as they were the entrance to an underground cellar where both James and Paula are hiding. It's nothing fancy, just a five by five square meter dug out with stone walls. Selves hung on the walls with old tools and equipment. Old fur rugs were piled in a corner as well as old cushions. Lastly, a large pile of straw stood on one side of the room.
The kids were there because Clara didn't know where else to hide them so that was the best place at the time. They all waited till a shadowy figure rose from underneath the door and took a proper form when it was inside. Now standing there is Ten
