Margo said peevishly, "I don't want to tell you."
It seemed I needed to resort to my threats again.
Margo, however, chose to tease me...
Seeing me spacing out, Margo suddenly said, "How much longer are you going to stand there dumbfounded? Wolves are pack animals. That one ran off, but next time there might be a whole pack."
She started walking toward the forest.
I nodded quickly, grabbed the stick with the bound stone from the leafy ground, and hurried after her toward the plane wreckage. Looking at the stick in my hand, the stone and the vines wrapped around it... thankfully, the vines were still firmly secured. The stone was just uneven, convenient for wrapping, and not sharp, so the wolf hadn't been seriously injured.
I followed Margo through the forest, apprehensive, until fin
