Back at Anna's cabin he lifted his fist, but she opened before he could knock and stood aside so he could enter, then she closed quickly to keep the cold out.
"You are desperate" She said passing him with a glare.
"No shit hey! It my father's life is on the line"
"Chances are he's already dead" She said and stirred soup in a caldron over the fire.
"Don't give me that shit!"
She glared at him again "You speak foul to a host, have more respect"
"Benson came here yesterday to ask the same question, why did you shut him out?"
"Disrespect, he addressed me foully"
"Well then..." Phillip took a breath "I'm sorry, on his behalf as well"
She nodded slowly "The wolves in this area are unsettled, the elk are gone, they hunt anything that moves now"
"Why is the elk gone?"
She took a sip of her soup then slowly looked at him with her dark purple eyes "The witch of the forest"
