Boredom

Flare was in the forest, checking on pelts he had left to cure when he heard the sound of yipping creatures moving through the woods. He paused, frowning thoughtfully at the noise. Coyotes? He assumed they were moving through and wouldn’t linger in the territory owned and guarded by wolves. But the sound of their yipping cries changed.

A sound that meant prey had been found. He frowned, moving away from his pelts and further into the woods. If they were hunting on Syndicate territory, there would be hell to pay. He didn’t have to go much further before he realised they were hunting a child. One of Absinth’s children. He stepped out of the woods and next to the red wolf before the coyotes arrived, following the boys scent.


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