Dûrêl’s strength had come back. Her wounds were healing, and she had been able to eat well since the pack had hunted.
Seven new wolves had joined them since the previous attack. They were strong and eager to try their strength against the hated two-leggeds. Carchmoroth bade them be patient. Their chance for revenge would come soon . . .
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Eldest, that’s what I am . . . I knew the dark under the stars when it was fearless - before the Dark Lord came from Outside.
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