A she-wolf, more specifically, carrying a heavy air of slick. I lift my nose and sniff the air, Dušan doing the same. She just doesn’t seem to realize that yet.Ī twig snaps, and we freeze. I intend to keep her by my side every minute of the day until she accepts what she means to us and that being apart isn’t going to work. My heart beats faster at the thought of seeing Meira again. Then we’re running along the gorge, well aware Bardhyl would be headed in the direction of our home. Dušan takes rapid steps ahead of me, making the whole damn bridge wobble and shake. We move fast and cross over the narrow bridge made of rope and old wood panels.īardhyl would have shit his pants crossing this. That means they’re still on the other side of the gorge. There’s a smaller rope bridge farther along the canyon’s ridge that I discovered on my last visit to this area of the woods, which Bardhyl most likely wouldn’t know about. The rain washed away most scents, but when we discovered the fallen bridge, we knew we were definitely on the right path.
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