We stood at the edge of the woods. I hoped it would not be like the last time. The woods were nothing alike, but the potential horrors they could bring could only vary with little differences.
Suddenly, I did not feel so sure of myself anymore.
“Hey,” Sonia bumped me on the back. “Look alive.”
I grimaced at her. It was easy for her to say. She did not have to be worried about constantly being thought of as weak by anyone in the entire kingdom of Cynthros, and possibly the neighboring packs.
Her long sword, strapped tightly to her back gleamed in the sun and I considered my folly for not bringing a different weapon. I had snatched the bow and quiver full of arrows from Andras because Andras was being insufferable and I was angry. Everything served to irritate me.
Finarfin was at the fo
