Dragoncrest Cliffs The Prince And The Dragons

Arrille watched as the three females left, feeling a bit nervous being left alone with the older female. Now that he was alone with Thuringwethil, the heda, and no response to his words as she examined him, he felt scared. He didn't know why.

Then she spoke of a wolf with sandy legs. He looked down, following her gaze to his legs. Then looked up when she went on that this wolf attacked others. "W-Wait, a wolf? Like me?" He immediately thought back to that wolf that looked almost exactly like him. A wolf that attacks others for no reason. Had he been so close to being another victim? Then something else came to mind. Did she think it was him?

He looked up from his legs to notice she had leaned forward, and he unwillingly took a step back. "I-It's not me. There's another, I've met him! But he never gave me his name."