Geralt
‘I feel confident assuming that she is going to try to head home, now that she’s had time to rest and heal,’ Fang says, heading in the general direction of the mountains that mark the beginning of the Snow Mountain territory.
‘So we rescue her, welcome her into our home, and heal her…and she thanks us by stealing our food and running away without so much as a goodbye? And here I thought we were growing on her,’ I try to make light of the situation, but Fang sees right through it.
‘It’s natural to be hurt that she didn’t want to wait for us to return and help her. If it was our pack and we were in her shoes, would we have been any different?’
‘Absolutely. We would have taken all of the food so no one could follow us.’
We laugh, and a comfortable silence settles over us as Fang r
