Treading on familiar grounds the children and I walked back silently to the pack. The sound of our feet dragging across the moist ground. I stepped over a branch looking behind me to see if the children were keeping up.
Slyvia was far behind away from all of us. I tilted my head confused, deciding to join her side while the others walked ahead.
" Hey," I said in a small voice to her so as not to frighten her. Her head had been kept down all the while I had approached her. She must have been in deep thought so as not to hear me walk up to her.
A little jolt of shock on her face when she looked up at who had called to her then softens as she recognized I was the one who spoke to her. Strange, I thought skeptically at her odd behavior.
She smiled sheepishly at me, rubbing her hand around her body for warmth, a slight shiver on her lower lip. Guilt instantly gripped me cause I failed to realize I walking with cubs and not grown wolves.
