Santiago’s pov
My paws were hitting the ground hard. I smelled something, narrowed my black eyes at the village, and snorted. There were lights and sounds, and my instinct told me to turn around and leave.
Trotting deeper into the forest, the sounds of awful high pitch noises died as I pushed forward; a small forest creature moved around in the dark, but I didn’t care. My stomach was full and satisfied.
A sudden sound put all my senses on alert, and a loud growl made me answer back, making the growling even more significant. I had already seen the big black wolf stepping out from the clearing.
He was huge as me, and I bare my teeth. I didn’t even care about the other wolves that had started to circle me. Howling and yapping around the biggest wolf with an open jaw showing every tooth o
