"Maybe it has one of those diseases that makes an animal go mad," Lucy suggested.
Lois shook her head, "No, it seems more like the wolf is actually rational. I mean not that you can't see the wild beast in it, but there is something else, something almost human. I have to go."
"You just got here," Lucy complained. "How did you get here by the way?"
"It's a long story. One that I will save until my next visit."
"Don't you at least want to hear what we've decided to name the baby?" Lucy asked as Lois was already turning for the door.
"Of course, I do," coming back to the bedside and softly stroking her now sleeping nephew's hair.
"Samuel, after his grandfather," Lucy said proudly.
"I'm sure Father will love it."
"If he ever hears about it," she said a bit sadly.
"He will," Lois assured her, resting a hand gently on her shoulder.
Ron walked her to the door and looked outside for signs of the wolf. "Will you be safe?"
"I'll be fine. I'm sure it's cowering somewhere far away from here, licking its wounds and I don't have far to walk."
"Thank you so much for your help. I don't know what I would have done if you had not been here."
"You would have been fine. You would have stopped panicking and taken control when you needed to, like you did with the wolf."
"Nevertheless, thank you."
Despite her confident reassurances to Lucy and Ron that the wolf was long gone by now, Lois still tried to walk stealthily and swiftly, while keeping an eye out for the wolf.
She made it back to the village safely and looked around for Clark. Lois' eyes widened when she saw Narrow. Narrow had a fresh scratch on her arm in the same place as the wolf.
Lois quickly found Clark. She took him by the arm and dragged him off to a private spot outside the village. "You're going to think I'm really strange for saying this but…"
"What?"
"I think Narrow is a wolf."
Clark laughed. "A wolf? Why would you say that?"
"There was this white wolf watching us last night. When it saw that I saw it, it went back into the woods. This morning, when I was over at Lucy's, the wolf actually came into the log cabin to attack me."
"What?" asked an alarmed Clark. "Are you alright?"
"Of course. Ron, Lucy's husband, took his rifle and shot at it, so it left. Thank heavens. I was holding their newborn baby in my arms. I had quite an interesting morning. The wolf was wounded from Ron's shot and listen to this, Narrow's wound is in the exact same place as the wolf's."
"Providing she was a wolf," Clark said, clearly not holding much stock with her conclusion.
"Well, obviously. Did you see her get that wound?"
"No," he answered slowly.
"Were you with her the entire morning?"
"No," he answered again.
"How did she react when you told her and her grandfather the news that you are not going to marry Narrow?"
"Her grandfather took it quite well. He said the prophecy may not have meant Narrow, but that if it did, the prophecy would be fulfilled one way or another."
"And Narrow?"
"She didn't say anything. She left. I think she was probably embarrassed or she wanted to think about it."
"Or she wanted to better her chances by getting rid of me."
"But think about it, Lois. It doesn't make since. How can a human being change their self into an animal?"
"How can a human being fly or be from another planet? It simply happens. Think about the name, Skinwalkers, their skin changes. Do you not see?"
He put his hands on her shoulders. "I think that you have had a long, eventful day and that you need some rest. I don't know how she got that scratch, but I am sure there's a logical explanation."
She shook her head. "I don't suppose I should be surprised. She is too pretty to be a wolf. Is that it?"
"I just think it is all coincidental, unless you actually saw her change into a wolf or the wolf change into her."
"Fine, but if you find me mauled by a wolf, you will know who did it," she said angrily and left him standing there.
Clark examined Narrow closely when he came back into the village. She was playing with the children. It didn't make sense that a person could be so kind one minute and murderous the next.
He looked for Lois, but didn't see her. He found her resting in the lodge and decided not to disturb her. He still didn't believe that Narrow was a wolf, but the wolf might have hydrophobia, which would possibly explain the peculiar behavior. And if a person caught hydrophobia, there was no cure, just death. He would have to keep a close eye on Lois and be on the lookout for this wolf.
TBC