“The tea will calm the animal urges,” Georgette said. “I was about to make the change,” she admitted, “but the tea stopped me. It chased the wolf away.” She repeated her words in Choctaw, and the men began a heated discussion with Blue Panther.
“Hawk and Fish will drink the potion,” Georgette said, “but Blue Panther refuses.”
“Why?” Petronilla asked.
“The witches,” Blue Panther said, “have given me the power of the wolf, and I don’t want to give it up.” He glowered at Elzbieta. “When we return to the village, I intend to have the shaman change my name before the spirits of my ancestors from Blue Panther to Blue Wolf.”
Petronilla rolled her big blue eyes. “But if you don’t drink the tea,” she warned, “you won’t be able to control the wolf, and if you can’t control it, we will have to ki
