~continued~
If the king of the wolf was not clear before everyone understood the gravity of the situation better than ever.
"I do not understand how anyone can have access to poisons regarding us." Arnold shook his head slightly at the sight of the beaten and battered wolf.
"It cannot be one of us," Tristan muttered, "because it was then someone must have complained in the fear of their own lies. Since it has not been reported I am sure that it is not one of us creatures that has done it."
Everyone fell silent as the realisation came to mind and the king of the wolves did not stand down and said it out loud, "so it is the endearing humans then."
Allan scoffed. "How can it be them? They were never aware of our presence which means that they must not be aware of how to kill us. If anything, they are still thinking that we are descended upon them."
