(Caius)
I left Rodan at the pack house door.
He had offered again to walk with me. I had declined again and he had stood there watching me cross the grounds with the expression of a man who had run out of ways to slow something down and knew it.
The pack grounds were quiet. A few wolves near the training yard stopped what they were doing when they saw me walking alone and none of them spoke or moved to follow. Good. I did not want company for this and if any of them had been thinking about reporting back to Rodan about which direction I was heading they would want to reconsider that choice.
I walked east.
The wolfsbane smell was stronger outside. Inside the pack house it had been faint, something you had to concentrate to track. Out here with nothing between me and the open air it was
