Chapter 5: Entering Camp

The two wolves left the rest of their pack at the edge of the tree line, as a guard and, if necessary, reinforcements. Abaddón and Lilitu were slightly unsure of exactly what they were hunting, but then again, when did anyone set what they would hunt? If they searched for deer, and happened to find a fat beaver hanging around the area, they weren't picky enough to leave it to swim in peace.

Silently they stalked, their tails gently swishing back and forth behind them. Their footsteps didn't make enough noise for a red fox could hear, nor a black panther could feel. Sharp teeth glistened, sparkling off the small fires built around the camp.

Quickly turning to avoid the owls, snow leopards, a raccoons standing around the fire, trying to get warm, the two wolves sniffed the ground, looking for the sent of humans. When they found it they began the slow, careful trek across the camp, following the scent the entire way.

Time for the Narnians was almost up.