*Chet*
Shadows slice through the moonlit dust of our camp. A cruel, unnatural presence hovers in the darkness.
“Unega, take the women and children closest to you, and put them all in the same wagon. Unega! We are being attacked. You must protect them,” I hope she is awake and can hear me.
Suddenly, the ripping sound of flesh, the sickening crunch of bone, the desperate snarls of friends and foes as they fall hits my ears.
Through the mind-link I check on Unega. “Are you still with me?”
“I’m here.”
The scent of blood and fear, a suffocating blanket, chokes me. Mo and Takoda work together to take down one of our attackers as I race around to flank a huge male wolf Mac has by the throat.
Mac subdues the enemy as my teeth snap on his haunches. He is done; on to the next.
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