Xavier tensed up his body even more, senses on high alert. He could tell there was someone else in the forest, something dangerous, and it wasn’t their pursers.
As he carefully jogged through the forest, looking for the pursers, a strong scent of blood filled the air making him pause for a moment. Xavier didn’t have to wait long to figure out where the blood was coming from.
From the corner of his eye, Xavier spotted a black wolf a few meters away growling at the air. He frowned as he looked upon the matted fur of the wolf and blood dripping from multiple wounds.
Suddenly a human figure flashed by the wolf, leaving more wounds before disappearing a few moments later. The wolf was now whimpering as it tried to limp away from its hunter. Xavier would have been glad that their pursers were
