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For the rest of that day and the first half of the next, they travelled further south, deeper into the ancient Woods. The rain continued off and on, which Isengrim appreciated as it drowned out any scent trail they might be leaving. Nevertheless, he did not see any more V’s slashed into trees. He guessed that Vakhtang probably operated more northward, where there were towns to raid. This increased their chances that the iron-hearted Werelupe hadn’t stumbled upon the artefact—but not enough for Isengrim to stop worrying.
If there was any upside to the situation, it was Connor becoming slightly more personable. Although still quiet and far from chatty, he no longer seemed so sulky, and by the twitching of his ears seemed to actually be listening to the others instead of outright ignoring them.
Isengrim was not sure if the pup had taken to heart his
companions’ promise to protect him, but it looked as though Connor at least
found them better company than Vakhtang. Although the dark-furred Werelupe
could hardly consider that a compliment. He was fairly certain a mutant Kiko
with the Sneezles would be better company than Vakhtang.





