Two more small packs of wolves had now joined with them. They had come east from the moors and were hungry.
Tomorrow early they would hunt again, taking these new ones out on their first foray. Just to the northeast of the Men's hill they would go. There were small farms there with fine, fat sheep for the taking . . .
[ December 15, 2002: Message edited by: piosenniel ]
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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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